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With the way things are in the world today, I think we all could gain something from the 1990 Christian Slater movie, Pump Up the Volume.
Spoiler Warning: This video does contain spoilers.
Trigger Warning: It also deals with suicide – Never give up – If you need help, contact the National Suicide Prevention Lifeline:
Call 1-800-273-8255
Crisis Text Line: Text ‘HOME’ to 741741
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Pump Up the Volume is a 1990 drama film written and directed by Alan Moyle and starring Christian
Slater and Samantha Mathis.
Sweet got one part of the Wikipedia down, let’s just go ahead and cross that off.
The film is about a teenage high schooler named Mark secretly using a pirate radio station
to broadcast a vulgar and exaggerated character named Happy Harry Hardon across the suburbs
of Phoenix, Arizona.
Things change however when tragedy strikes and Happy Harry Hardon is blamed.
What follows is a genuinely powerful coming of age film that has a lot to say and is shockingly
relevant to today’s society.
Now don’t feel bad if you haven’t heard of it.
In the age of online streaming there is, for some reason, no trace of this film anywhere
online.
Not on Netflix, not on Amazon, Hulu, nothing.
There’s a few clips on YouTube but not the full movie, not even to rent.
The only reason I found it is because I was looking through Christian Slater’s filmography
a while back and I fell down this rabbit hole.
Even if you wanted to buy it new online, you’d have to pay twenty bucks for it on DVD.
It really is sad because this movie is practically begging to be talked about today, yet there’s
no reasonable way to watch it currently.
But then again, not having seen the movie never stopped me from watching an overlong
youtube video about it, sooooooooo.
The film is utterly 90s, the style, the presentation, noted soft boy Christian Slater, the music!
Even the storyline is super 90s, one soft boy and his ham radio against the world.
But what’s so great about that is that, despite being a bit dated, the spirit of it
is so relatable to the current generation.
There’s a lot that this movie has to say, but a good place to start would be the voice
of the individual.
I like the idea that a voice can just go somewhere uninvited.
The main character, Mark Hunter, is a shy, awkward teen who feels like a complete outsider.
Having just moved to the Phoenix suburbs from the East Coast, he knows no one at his new
school and generally keeps a low profile.
He doesn’t really do more academically than he has to, and he avoids conversation like
The Plague.
Yet he changes into this completely wild and exuberant personality as an anonymous radio
DJ.
He’s crass, irreverent and edgy, and depressingly cynical.
He’s also the greatest rapper of all time.
Yet as the film goes on, we learn that all of his cynicism and gallows humor, it’s all
just his way of coping with societal expectations, systemic oppression, and ageism essentially
as it pertains to teenagers, perpetuated by corrupt authority figures that Mark feels
powerless against.
Okay, those are a lot of heavy words for a 90s flick starring Christian Slater, but it’s
true.
His parents, both being traditional middle class adults with middle class ideologies,
as well as the strict and as we later learn, corrupt school staff, all impose this idea
of conformity and subordination on Mark and the rest of the film’s teenage populace.
So Mark, in a unique position with the technology available to him, acts out against this repression
and responds by broadcasting this vulgar, horrifically politically incorrect character
across the airwaves for whoever’s listening, which winds up being quite a number.
Which can so easily be likened to stuff like the do-it-yourself podcasts of today,
The YouTube channels, the platforms for expression that are so easily accessible, so popular, and so important in modern culture.
Yet nothing like that really existed back in 1990.
The closest thing available back then was a ham radio and a broadcast signal.
And even that was a rare vehicle for this kind of self-expression.
Which is why Happy Harry Hardon, this irreverent non-conformist, spreads like wildfire throughout Mark’s high school in the film.
It’s a voice that all the angsty teenagers identify with.
They feel represented by it.
Meanwhile, modern teens are so accustomed to this concept
and exposed to it every day through social media
that now the internet is full of voices like Happy Harry Hard On
and full of different perspectives shared every minute of every day.
Which, in essence, is how the film actually ends.
Mark pretty much starts a revolution and inspires his generation,
which up to that point in the film had been relatively voiceless,
to join in, to talk hard.
But it takes a while for the film to get there, and it all really starts with a boy named Malcolm Kaiser.
If it be your will.
Malcolm Kaiser is part of that voiceless generation.
The first time we see Malcolm is during the opening credits, sitting alone on the bus just staring out the window.
The next instance, we don’t see him, but we see a letter being typed to Harry.
See, Mark has it set up so that people can write to the Harry character.
He receives the letters and he reads them on air.
That’s where this whole talk hard mantra comes from, as fellow high schooler and avid listener Nora,
who eventually becomes a romantic interest in one of the cutest 90s couples ever put to script,
sends suggestive, edgy poems for Harry to read, one of which contains the phrase,
Jam me, jack me, push me, pull me, talk hard!
Which, after reading, is when Mark then muses over the idea of a voice’s power.
The kind of power that Malcolm doesn’t feel as though he has.
Which is why he’s writing to Harry, threatening suicide, and hesitating to even finish typing the sentence.
After that, we see Malcolm sitting alone in his room, listening to Harry,
when his mother walks in and suggests he come down and join her and his father.
He says no, after which she makes a snide remark, and just leaves.
Mark then reads the letter on air.
Being used to people writing to Harry, often being profane and shocking just for the sake of it,
Mark calls the sender, and while the conversation is initially sarcastic and seemingly harmless,
it quickly takes a grave turn.
Despite Mark trying to help and relate to him, he hangs up, and we don’t find out until
the next day when it’s announced that a fellow student by the name of Malcolm Kaiser
took his own life.
I think what makes this so heartbreaking and gut-wrenching isn’t just that a high schooler
committed suicide, but that we are only shown brief glimpses of Malcolm up until this point.
It’s genuinely heart-wrenching, and such an honest depiction of depression and isolation,
Mark feels every ounce, every pound of the weight of the situation, and the immense guilt that comes
along with it. He almost ends the broadcast for good, taking responsibility for what’s happened,
before bursting back onto the airwaves and tackling the situation in the only way he knows how.
You hear about some kid did something stupid, something desperate.
What possessed him?
But the terrible secret is that being is sometimes less fun than being dead.
Suicide is how uncomplicated it seems.
But no, no, no, no, no, no.
It’s not simple.
It’s like everything else, you have to read the fine print.
It is not a pretty picture.
First of all, you shit your shorts.
It’s at this moment that the movie sheds all semblance of subtlety
and lets the monologue speak for itself.
Now, they’re saying I shouldn’t think stuff like this.
You know what they’re saying?
Something is wrong with me.
I don’t mind being dejected and rejected,
but I’m not going to be ashamed about it.
Doesn’t this blend of blindness and blandness want to make you do something crazy?
Then why not do something crazy?
It makes a hell of a lot more sense than blowing your brains out.
Hey! No more Mr. Nice Guy!
The energy and the sheer passion of this scene is so beautiful.
Confronting something so horrific and flipping it on its head to advocate for action instead of surrender is incredibly powerful.
The film somehow balances both the wacky, crude comedy of Happy Harry Hardon and the taboo topic of teen suicide and the realities of it so earnestly.
If they just played the audio of this scene, if they just played the unedited No More Mr. Nice Guy speech in a gym, everyone in there would be ripped by the time it ended.
because there’s so much passion behind it.
There’s so much raw emotion, and it’s just so uplifting,
especially for a younger generation in which depression, anxiety,
and this feeling of powerlessness is heartbreakingly universal.
And I say this from experience.
Like I said, I found this movie back when I was about 17.
I was in senior year of high school.
I wasn’t suicidal, so I can’t know what that’s like or speak on it.
But I often felt powerless because of just being a teenager.
Broke and emotional all the time.
I felt hopeless, like I had no worth.
And then I found this movie.
And it sounds ungodly corny that a 90s Christian Slater movie spoke to me during my senior year of high school.
But it did.
For me, the film said everything I needed to hear in the exact way I needed to hear it.
Which is why this movie is so important to me.
And this is the scene that made me fall in love with it.
It’s as relevant now as it was then.
More so, even.
Teen suicide rates have only gone up since this movie came out.
And I can’t help but feel like this film needs to be brought back.
Especially since it’s so tragically relevant to the modern day climate.
Not just for teenagers.
Minority groups of all kinds are tragically voiceless in today’s society.
People of color, those of a different sexuality.
And it’s so easy to lose hope in the face of all that.
And while I’m not really in a position to change much,
I can talk about a 90s Christian Slater movie and maybe me talking about it will introduce it to someone
And it can help them as much as it helped me
If you’re still not convinced i’ll leave you with this trying not to spoil the rest of the film too much things
Escalate dramatically and after a rather unfortunate series of events
We arrive at the climax where the thesis of the film essentially
Is stated beautifully
and its relevance to the modern day is at its most clear.
Listen, we’re all worried.
We’re all in pain.
That just comes with having eyes and having ears.
But just remember one thing.
It can’t get any worse.
It can only get better.
I mean, high school is the bottom.
Being a teenager sucks, but that’s the point.
Surviving it is the whole point.
Quitting is not going to make you strong.
living will.
So just hang on and hang in there.
You know, I know all about the hating and the sneering.
I’m a member of the Why Bother generation myself.
But why did I bother to come out here tonight?
And why did you?
I mean, it’s time.
It begins with us.
Not with politicians, the experts, or the teachers,
but with us.
with you and with me,
the ones who need it most.
I believe, with everything that’s in me,
that the whole world is longing for healing.
Even the trees and the earth itself are crying out for it.
You can hear it everywhere.
It’s the same kind of healing I desperately needed
and finally feel has begun.
It all comes back to that theme of the voice of the individual, the importance of it, and
the call to action, not surrender, that I just feel is so relevant today.
We’re heading into a new age, literally and figuratively.
A lot of things are up in the air right now, and I don’t think I’m alone in being scared
or worried about where we’re all going.
But the main thing I took away from this film, and what I think anyone who may feel needs
to hear, is that you have a voice.
Use it.
And talk hard.
Source: MikeyOnVHS
Good news – The online streaming options for Pump up the Volume are better now than they were in 2000, when MikeyOnVHS first made this video.
Just Watch: Where to watch Pump Up the Volume – or if you have Stremio setup, you can watch it there (as of 2026) – or you can get the blu-ray from places like Amazon or Ebay.
Pump up the Volume is one of the driving inspirations behind this Roxz.tv project. It’s a Rock N Roll rebellion, and it’s more relevant than ever. Decade after decade, the artists, the musicians, the poets – they yearn for the world to hear, to heed.
So friends, and lovers, and future lovers – Pump Up the Volume – and consider again these lyrics leaving Ozzy’s lips in 1971: