Thirteen is a chaotic, loud and self-important film that believes too much that it is the ultimate document about the age-group it depicts. Nicki Reed is the girl behind the story (and she also fills one of the leads) and she has her share of distressing experiences from her time as a 13-year-old, but then again, who doesn't? Here she is, merely a year or two older, wanting to tell us how she learned from her mistakes. The problem with this film isn't the contents, but the focus. I suspect that director Hardwicke desperately wants to be a teenager again herself. She wants to give a nuanced portrait but instead gets herself caught up by the buzz. Thirteen is a film for people who think its cool that teenagers admit that they sometimes go a bit far. That is to say, quite tedious.