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This was listed On Demand as a serial killer story set in Paris, so a few minutes in I realized it was the wrong movie. However, I was already so captivated by Tracy Nelson's performance as the mentally unbalanced wallflower, I watched it all the way through. I was mesmerized by the way Nelson applied just the right blend of childlike psychosis and pitiable innocence. Shanna Reed is an excellent co-star as the unwittingly influential radio therapist.

The script is reminiscent of films like "The Little girl Who Lives Down the Lane," with a hint of "Misery" thrown in. You find yourself at times rooting for the villain, again due in no small part to the exemplary acting. The action sequences are creatively staged, shot and choreographed, and the production values are excellent.

I was also pleasantly surprised to see celebrity cameos by JJ Cohen (Back to the Future) and Rance Howard. I recommend this forgotten mini-classic for a quick, eerie treat!

This is the only one of the Seltzer/Friedberg movies I've seen, but I wish I could un-see the trailers for the others. I also wish that someone would invent a time machine so that I could strangle Seltzer and Frieberg in their cribs when they were infants.

"Date Movie" takes pop culture references and puts them on the screen. That's it. It does absolutely nothing humorous,sly, witty, satirical or even interesting. The trailers for their subsequent movies (which I was unfortunate enough to see) indicate that this is a trend. It makes no sense that they are continually allowed to work in Hollywood.

I hope that they read this review, and that they will stop trying to make movies. Or that someone stops them. They are the worst thing to happen to art in all of human history.

Raymond J. Barry makes this movie, no doubt about that. I'm so glad I didn't recognize him from his previous credits--there's nothing like getting involved with a character only to realize halfway through the movie that he played the zany science teacher from a favorite Disney film or something.

I stumbled across this beaut at a new video store that seems to be a clearing house for tons of obscure movies that the major chains can't or won't carry because they aren't flash-in-the-pan box office hits from six months ago. Unfortunately, I read on the back cover that it was nominated for a screenplay award, which led me to realize that it would NOT be a true documentary.

Still, I enjoyed it throughout, and was impressed to read in the DVD notes that the dialog was scripted. Usually in a guerrilla-style shoot with a cast of relative unknowns (see "The Last Horror Movie") you can tell almost immediately that the actors are reciting words from the page, rather than improvising like they should. That wasn't the case here, and although I only give it an 8 overall, it was definitely worth the 50 cents I paid to rent it, and then some.

...this film is not nearly as provocative as the cover would lead you to believe. The brief sex scenes are few and far between, and, apart from the bare breasts of many of its leading ladies (which earns this movie its four points), the skin shown is no more than would be found in a mainstream film. The sex itself is shown only in a comical manner, which is not only a letdown to men who watch it to be titillated, but to women who watch it to be emotionally moved. The strong female bonding aspect of the movie could just as easily have been portrayed without trying to gain access to the male demographic who would only spend their hard-earned 75 cents renting it because they thought it was some decent soft-core action.