Drive Me Crazy
I don't exactly know what kind of book Todd Strasser's "How I Created My Perfect Prom Date" is, but I'm thoroughly amused that a teen flick as chock full of clichés as "Drive Me Crazy" is actually based on a novel. You mean they actually needed a written document to put this movie together?
Okay, let's not call it amusement, it's more like that kind of amusement/horror you feel upon hearing that a tornado has wiped out another church or mobile home park. Can't God aim those babies into the high rent district or, even better, into a Klan rally? It seems to me that if God is a bowler, he's throwing one gutter ball after another. Which brings me back to my original point: How is it that with probably a hundred teen flicks about prom dances and kids going from the "out" crowd to the "in" crowd, this film needed to base itself on a novel?
Nicole Maris (Melissa Joan Hart) wants to date some basketball player while her next door neighbor, Chase Hammond (Adrian Grenier), wants to get his girlfriend back. So they pretend to be boyfriend-girlfriend to make their intendeds jealous.
You'll be shocked -- shocked! -- to learn that Chase's move to the popular set alienates his geek friends. You know that scene -- he's confronted by one of his shabbily-dressed buddies who whines, "What's happened to you man?" You'll be just stunned to know that by hanging out with Chase, Nicole gets a little edge to her attitude, and confronts some of her friends about their conformist behavior. Finally, the two of them fall for each other. Frankly, I haven't been this stunned since the Surgeon General announced that cigarettes are unhealthy.
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