In a chaotic hormonal collision of the sexes centered around a finals exams and an attempt to steal the math tests by a group of forgettable characters. All drama, no play or - god forbid - laughter "To my" ("It's us") is a far cry from your typical American high school fare. Instead we are met with a uneasy mix of nihilism, defeatism and love, who struggles for coherence in a lacklustre non-sensical story.
The stolen tests seem to lead to various utterly random and unconnected events, which make for an excruciating frustrating watch. A jumpy plot derails cohesion, which is not helped by a parade of badly directed unprofessional actors, sub-par camera-work and the gloomy grey of the shots. The movie starts of which our heroine (so unfocusingly uninspiring I failed to even catch her name) getting robbed and having to pay back 2000 zlotys to her former employee. In a jumpity sequence of actions the befuddled girl struggles to obtain the money, then surprisingly pays off her debt (after the needed cash apparently flew down from the sky), only to find out she owes another 150 zlotys... which is never again mentioned throughout the movie and igniting the well-earned vengeance of the God of Continuity.
Those who have heard of a renaissance in Polish cinema need to know it dates back to no more than a few years back. In the year 2000 Polish cinema was stuck in the middle of a crisis of mediocrity, where average pictures got accolades at local averages, while absolute trash was deemed 'pretty good'. It speaks volumes that "To my" won neither accolades nor was it held as 'pretty good' back in 2000.
The see only three reasons one may want to punish themselves with the flick: 1) Buy a couple of beers, invite some friends and have a good laugh at how bad this movie is scripted; 2) A case study at college as to how NOT to write a script; 3) Listen to the best of the best of Polish music of the 1990s (the soundtrack is absolute class).
