Havoc sees in-form writer Stephen Gaghan (Traffic, Syriana), rising star Anne Hathaway and foxy Hollywood bad girl Bijou Phillips join forces for a promising drama about LA rich kids straying over to the wrong side of the tracks. Part commentary on the divide between LA's rich and poor neighbourhoods, part 50s teen rebellion movie updated for the present day, director Barbara Kopple's movie sadly stumbles along in a sub-OC fashion, without the wit of Spun or the observational detail of Thirteen.
Utterly bored, neglected by their parents and with an astounding lack of identity and aptitude, Allison (Hathaway) and Emily (Phillips) decide to ditch their excruciating, wannabe gangsta boyfriends in search of some excitement. After a chance encounter with drug dealing bit-of-rough Hector (Rodríguez), they head downtown to hang with a heavily tattooed Hispanic street gang. It's not long before the little rich girls are crying for their moms, and the dim-witted boyfriends are cruising for a lead-plated bruising.
"AWKWARD BUT ABSORBING"
Whether it's the cringe-inducing dialogue - especially from the rap-u-like high school bozos - or the heavy handed lecture about life in the Hispanic community, there's much to mock and/or get annoyed with here. The size zero plot offers little more than frequent opportunities to see our two attractive female leads topless, before crashing to a halt, presumably as the producers pulled the financial plug and started inviting DVD orders. It's a bit like Shakespeare, as retold by Paris Hilton.