Nostalgia, with a Side of Clunky Social Commentary, Please: Gregg Araki’s The Doom Generation

Allow me, if you will, to reiterate how uncomfortable I am at reviewing films. I’m not a film student. I’m not well-versed in film academia. I’m just a consumer of media, and sure, I can be a snob as much as the next Rainer Werner Fassbinder fan (NAME DROP). I only feel compelled to review this trilogy because it was integral in…