Turn Me On, Dammit! (MVFF 34)
September 16, 2011
In Jannicke Systad Jacobsen’s first feature, 15-year-old Alma, sprawled on the kitchen floor, “enjoys herself fully” [sic!] while listening to the erotic murmurings of Stig, a perky, ever-supportive (ahem) staff member of “Wild Wet Dreams” phone-sex service. Not your typical teen fluff. But Alma is a typical teen: She despises her tiny rural town. She hates the sheep. The only thing she doesn’t hate is her friends: sardonic Saralou, frenemy Ingrid and Artur, whom she fantasizes about constantly. When Artur makes his move (albeit a strange one), Alma’s social status switches to pariah in the blink of an eye. Honest to the point of painful embarrassment, Turn Me On, Dammit! is a singularly sexy, poignant and funny tale that examines the tenuous social structure of teenagers and embraces the intricacies of a young woman’s sexuality in a way that no film in memory has.