Valentine Warner Bros. Denise Richards and Marley Shelton are stalked by the class nerd they once scorned. The movie begins with a flashback to a Valentine's Day dance where geeky, awkward Jeremy Melton, having been turned down by every girl there, finally gets a dance and a quick make-out session under the bleachers with an overweight girl named Dorothy. He's sent to reform school and later committed to a mental hospital after the mysterious death of his parents. We then jump ahead 13 years, where a tall, dark stranger in a cherub mask begins stalking and slaying the same girls who humiliated Jeremy so long ago. The masked bogeyman walks while his victims run, and somehow manages to keep up.
Stupid people investigate strange noises in darkened places while alone.
There's more, but you get the idea. It all amounts to a whole that is less than the sum of its parts. There's little suspense, or even chemistry, and the movie seems content to plod toward a predictable conclusion. Playing it straight with material this ridiculous is an exercise in self-defeat. He does make an interesting statement on modern romance.