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The presence of old lags Martin Sheen and John Heard just beggars belief. What were they thinking?

This arty melodrama is not likely to make teenage America get down with Shakespeare.

It sounds awful, but Junger's movie is utterly winning.

At times the pic doesn't even seem certain which decade it's set in; the squeaky-clean high school environs often feel more '80s than '90s.

Julia Stiles provides the one shining light in an otherwise dull, unfunny, cringe-inducing comedy caper.

every bumbling mishap along the way to the aisle- the sudden public attacks of diarrhea, the psychotic ex-boyfriend, about a hundred other stale gags - is straight out of the campus-howler how-to book

Kormakur, who directed and co-wrote the script with Edward Martin Weinman, falls short in the story department and even shorter in evoking the droll, twisted humor that must carry the day.

The inspired pairing of Channing and Stiles creates real dramatic fireworks.

May be a hermetically sealed experience, but it is also a brilliantly integrated one.

Unfortunately, another bird beside an owl comes to mind to describe this misbegotten feature: a turkey.

Overall, it's the kind of technically proficient, deliberately paced, grim sleepwalk that leaves one cold rather than cracked open.

It's like watching the dreckiest of teen puppy courtships trying to pass itself off as 'Annie Hall.

It's all reasonably pleasant to watch, but Isacsson doesn't seem to know what to do with the story once Al and Imogen fall in love.

If it's a relic you're determined to catch at the movies this week, check out Edmond.

The great man lets rip with deafening flatulent macho nonsense in a truly awful movie, one of the very worst US pictures to be released here in years.

So completely lacking in his eye for revealing detail and his ear for colloquial speech that it feels less like a movie than an incomplete first draft of a well-meaning if unsophisticated essay.

It's a familiar formula: Greedy suits touting high-rise schematics and targeting blue-collar citizens end up locking horns with a local firebrand. Guess who wins?