Picks and Pans Review: Reckless

updated 02/20/1984 AT 01:00 AM EST

originally published 02/20/1984 AT 01:00 AM EST

From the first smoldering look, you know that actor Aidan Quinn is trying to be James Dean. That he almost succeeds is a tribute to him, though certainly not to this movie, a pale imitation of Dean's classic Rebel Without a Cause. Quinn, a newcomer, plays the scruffy, dead-end kid: He drives a motorcycle and he likes to play chicken. Daryl Hannah is the beautiful blonde from a good home: She drives a white Cadillac and, naturally, is fatally drawn to bad-boy Quinn. They finally get it on in the boiler room of the local high school after hours. It's pretty hot stuff: Hannah can't act, but she looks good and, as in her last film, the atrocious Summer Lovers, she bares her breasts. The movie kicks into high gear when Quinn reveals he has an emotional life beneath his pout. It seems his mother abandoned his drunkard father, wonderfully portrayed by Kenneth McMillan, and Quinn has never forgiven either of them. When his father is killed in a mill accident (the movie was shot in the same grimy West Virginia mill town used for The Deer Hunter), Quinn torches their house, jumps on his bike and rumbles off in search of Hannah. Do they drive happily off into the sunset? Go and see it if you want to know. First-time director James Foley has made a drooling, teen-sex film dressed up as Rebel Without a Cause. For its unrelentingly angry tone (Quinn's mumbling makes Marlon Brando sound like a speech therapist), it should have been named Rebel Without a Pause. (R)

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