Vi

it shows that cal had a folding butterfly knife on him.

ive always really liked the aspects of the film that showed the boys’ morbid interests (andre’s extensive knowledge on guns, their excitement regarding fireworks and other explosives, their fantasies about assaulting brad huff before egging the house, etc). i feel as though this feeds into the notion that they were fueling their own hatred, not only of themselves, but of everything outside of each other.

even when andre got his camera, he complained, despite telling his father that he’s appreciative of the gift. at chris’s party, andre complains to cal on the stairs, moping about how his dad bought the wrong model. he got what he wanted, and it didt the job, but that idea doesn’t feed into his misery.

andre hates rachel. even cal doesnt seem to enjoy her much, especially when they’re not alone with one another. during the prom scene, cal is so checked out of any conversation going on around him.

cal and andre could have fit in. they’re funny, good-looking, smart, calculated. they could have had it all, but instead, they chose each other.

they became so utterly obsessed with the macabre that they felt as though they had to embody it.