You know, the girl in the Aerosmith videos who's not Steve Tyler's daughter, the blond with the killer kick and the bungie cord. She also seems to have a flair for slapstick and an expressive face, you know, like an actor. But it revisits this territory with an engaging mixture of affection and acerbic awareness. The world of the film is ideal, shimmering, stable. No surprise that she Develops, which translates to her learning something about something resembling Values and Love, which translates to finding romance, predictably under her perfect nose.
Malls are real life.
Like, get a clue. Cynthia Fuchs teaches film and media studies at George Mason University. Copyright by Cynthia Fuchs. All rights reserved. Please do not reprint this review without the permission of the author.