F* Club

Rating: 6/10 (18 October 1999)

This movie was fun and offbeat, until it turned very stupid. I'm not sure of the exact point, but it may have been when Brad Pitt, having just made fun of muscle-torsoed yuppie gym fanatics, pulls off his shirt to reveal... a muscled torsoe (oiled down, no less). From then on, things got really silly and implausible. Unless you feel like wasting your money on another Mall-ternative star vehicle, stay home and read a book.