Very few films chart as steep a downward trajectory as this one- the first thirty minutes are like a ‘70’s Ivy League John Hughes movie, all passion and betrayal and witty, intricate conversations about the nature of adolescent passion. But it quickly plummets into a talky, disinterested satire, populated by predatory men and pathetic women, lacking conviction, interest or anything approaching real insight.
by Tom Huddleston | Source: DVD
05 Jul 2006 6:39 PM | Submit Comment