As Mr. McAllister's (Matthew Broderick) life goes down the toilet he gets this idea that he's going to derail Tracy's one-track transcript hunt by finding somebody to run against her in her bid to become student body president. He picks the former star football team quarterback, Paul (Chris Klein), who looks and acts like Keanu Reeves after drinking a quart of cough syrup.

Speaking of impressions, everybody in this film sounds as if they're trying to repress a Minnesota accent even though the movie takes place in Omaha. I think that the Minnesota accent is such the rage these days that actors, no matter where their character might reside, want to demonstrate they're capable of doing it.

WARNING: This film contains scenes of Matthew Broderick simulating sex. Instead of waxing concerned over the effect of movie violence on young people, everybody should set their sights on this film and others (featuring, most notably, Ben Stiller) that threaten to severely curtail procreation around the world. It's this type of scene that, no matter what a movie has to offer, stops it cold. I guarantee you that if "Star Wars" included a scene of Matthew Broderick having sex George Lucas would be eating out of garbage cans now.