BULLSHIT Reviews: “Saturday” – Rebecca Black

The song starts with the line “Oh my God, I love this song!” We’ll let the irony of that sink in for a moment. Okay. Ready?

Not deterred by death threats and pleas to drop off the face of the music world, Rebecca Black is back – and she’s determined to prove that she still remembers what day comes after Friday . That’s right. The rich tween’s parents have paid for her to inflict a sequel to “Friday” upon the world. Welcome to “Saturday”.

I suddenly hate weekends.

Throughout the entire song, Rebecca sings “I don’t want this Saturday to end!”. Within 30 seconds I strongly disagree. I would love it to end.

Rebecca Black Saturday

She’s all about the repetition.

In case you didn’t remember the awkward girl dancing in the back seat of the convertible in “Friday”, “Saturday” begins by zooming in on a polaroid of the confusing seat predicament. The first scene involves Rebecca waking up confused, surrounded by a pile of red party cups, singing that she doesn’t recall what happened on Friday. Pretty selfish given that she wouldn’t let us forget Friday a year ago. It’s not clear why an underage girl is waking up from a booze filled night with no recollection of the events. Or why a tween has a more happening social life than most adults. But she’s all over the hang over cure – she’s gotta get a bowl, gotta have cereal.

Of course the whole song is intermitted with shots of her driving in an expensive convertible with her friends. However, this time, there is no dilemma about which seat to take. She happily swaps between kicking in the back seat and sitting in the front seat, sans the existential crisis. Good to see she’s grown up a little bit.

Rebecca Black Saturday

Here, we find her wondering if she should have kicked it in the front seat instead.

Rebecca calls up her friend, laughing joyfully as she tells him to come over again. He tells her that first he needs to find his pants, suggesting that he misplaced them at the party. I don’t feel comfortable trying to understand what’s funny since the Rebecca tells us she woke up that morning remembering nothing.

Despite the fact that most of the song refers to Saturday night, the majority of the song is shot in broad daylight. Finally, she makes a dramatic entrance to the party, wearing sunglasses (only bringing out her shades when nightfall arrives). As she enters the party, we see a close up of a young boy’s look of pure, genuine horror upon seeing Rebecca Black. Another boy clutches his heart and falls to the ground dramatically. She laughs coyly and walks away. Whilst the suspicious red drinking cups from the first scene are now absent, we cut to a table of young teens gambling. A standard fourteen year old’s Saturday night.

Rebecca Black Saturday

A Nicholas Cage lookalike makes a surprise cameo.

It takes until two and a half minutes into the song, but finally the music softens and Rebecca approaches the camera about to drop another truth bomb. Apparently, yesterday was Friday, today is Saturday. But she’s decided to “live like there’s no tomorrow”.We can only hope that means she won’t feel aspirational enough to write a third song called “Sunday”.

Words by Cyndall McInerney, a disheartened student from Sydney who feels like her right to enjoy both Friday and Saturday have now been violated. Check out her blog here. Take a look at other BULLSH!T reviews here.

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