|Boys and Girls: Not Enough Sex to "Change Everything"|
The premise is really rather simple. Boy meets girl. Boy meets girl again. And again. And just when he thinks he's safe, he meets her again. Then the inevitable happens -- PG-13 sex between friends. What harm could it do?
Boys and Girls concludes a sort of coming-of-age trilogy staring Freddie Prinze, Jr. that started with the high school-does-Pygmalion She's All That. Prinze's on-screen alter ego, Ryan, starts out as a geeky, uptight 12-year-old stuck sharing a seat with free-spirited Jennifer (Claire Forlani of Meet Joe Black) who, upon first introduction announces to young Ryan, "I just got my period." The duo meet up again four years later and any chance of romance dies the moment Ryan's gopher costume head gets turned into road kill by a homecoming car.
A meeting four years later at Berkley gives these two polar opposites a chance at something more than antagonism. (This, of course, happens after Jennifer's roommate, played by Amanda Deter, asks Jennifer to break up with Ryan for her.) In spite of Ryan and Jennifer's best efforts, a friendship develops. And, as with most romantic comedies, then the real trouble starts.
So the story lacks something in actual, well, story. You could find worse ways to spend two hours and 19 minutes than sitting through yet another mass-choreographed dance scene, a la She's All That. And most cost more than seven bucks (a root canal, for instance).
But none of them offer the presence of Jason Biggs, formerly of American Pie fame. As Ryan's roommate and a budding pathological liar, Biggs exudes an adorable vibe -- if a pathological liar whose hair changes colors more often than a stop light can be called adorable. As Ryan matures from geekdom to semi-studliness, Biggs' Hunter stays just as lost and horny as when he started. As Biggs proved with American Pie, he plays lost and horny very effectively.
The only real disappointment (when you go in with no expectations of greatness, of course)? Giving a movie that spends so much time on the subject of sex a PG-13 rating. Though far from the explicit sexuality of Porky's, the subtitle hints at something deeper than what we see on the screen: "Sex changes everything." The core audience wouldn't be off put by an R rating, and the added leeway could have afforded a more climactic climax, so to speak. Oh, and if you want to see the preview scene where four lingerie models proposition Jason Biggs, stay for the credits. That most memorable preview scene never made it into the movie proper.
Diana L. Marsh
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