Volume 93, Issue 22

Wednesday, October 6, 1999


Grey Owl a disappointing effort

Pete reheats classic treats

Drive Me Crazy just teenage pap

Drive Me Crazy just teenage pap

Photo by Jim Sheldon
NOW FOR MY NEXT TRICK, I'LL MAKE THIS BOY ATTRACTIVE. Not even Melissa Joan Hart, of Sabrina the Teenage Witch fame, can save Drive Me Crazy from treading into cliched teeny-bopper territory.

By Terry Warne
Gazette Staff

Know what would be really crazy? People actually paying to see this anemic excuse for a movie.

The glut of romantic teen comedies which have graced the screen in the past year have hit rock bottom with the flaccid Drive Me Crazy. In the bandwagon factory that is Hollywood, potential dollar signs carry more weight than a decent film.

Hoping to capitalize on the success of recent teen driven comedies and the television success of Melissa Joan Hart (Sabrina the Teenage Witch), this movie trips before it even starts running.

Hart plays Nicole, a typical high school girl who is dying to be asked out by the captain of the basketball team. Living next door is Chase (Adrian Grenier), a brooding rebel who eschews anything school-related.

Nicole and Chase were best friends as children, but a rift during junior high school sent them in separate directions. Drive Me Crazy sees the two team up again in order to win over their respective love interests. Try and guess what happens next – it's not too hard.

Let's dissect what went wrong with this film. The first half-hour contains no discernible plot – instead, the viewer is subjected to one music video vignette after another, each depicting a happy-go-lucky slice of teen life. Haven't heard the latest Britney Spears or Backstreet Boys tune? It's all here.

Once the plot kicks into gear, it begs the question – "Didn't this film already appear in theatres under the title Clueless, or She's All That, or Ten Things I Hate About You?" The interchangeable plots of these movies make them inherently forgettable, so it's hard to determine where one film ends and the next begins.

Another problem with the film is the shameless way in which it tries to extract sympathy for various characters and then miraculously redeems them without explanation. There's one character who desperately wants to fit in and be popular. But, he's a geek and we're supposed to feel sorry for the character since the other kids don't like him and poke fun at him behind his back.

Somehow, by the end of the movie he's got a date with one of the most popular girls in school. The average moviegoer may be willing to suspend their belief for the sake of entertainment, but frankly, this is absurd.

Hopefully, we've seen the last of these teen-inspired romantic comedies. Any movie based on a novel entitled How I Created My Perfect Prom Date should be deemed dead upon arrival.

With any luck, Hart will read the script before production begins on her next movie, or else there might not be one.

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