A funny thing about the 90s is it would tell you allll about how Reefer Madness (1936) was part of this absurd, melodramatic tradition of innocents violating bourgeois norms in pursuit of pleasure and coming to (sexualized, racialized a/o mutilatory) ruin

And then just not at all notice that Kids (1995) and Requiem For a Dream (2000) were playing with this exact tradition for their own ends