Gimme the Loot

Are we supposed to care about Malcolm and Sophia, the young taggers at the center of Adam Leon's "Gimme the Loot"? Are we supposed to find these little petty thieves cute?' I found them - and their movie - exasperating, a charmless celebration of criminality and the destruction of property.
Malcolm and Sophia are teenagers from the Bronx who share, among other things, a visceral hatred for the Mets: their colors, their fans, their insignia. They hatch a plan to sneak into Shea - Sophia refuses to call it Citi Field - and graffiti-bomb the apple that comes out when a Met hits a tater. Malc's contact Pedro works at the stadium and will let them in at O'Dark Hundred - if they come up with $500. Most of "Gimme the Loot" is devoted to their efforts to rob Ginnie, a pretty white uptown girl to whom Malcolm delivers drugs.

The movie might have made a pleasant diversion had Leon populated it with intelligent kids. But these kids aren't smart - not even in context. They're constantly being outhustled and outwitted by the older and tougher folks who share their money-centered world of dead ends and false promises. And their language is so unremittingly profane, it's just vulgar. They're a chore to be around, even for the barely feature-length 79 minutes of "Gimme the Loot."