Whose cruel intentions? The characters’? Or the filmakers?

If I have to see one more pre-puescent-looking actor or actress discussing sodomy in a movie, I’ll just puke. preferably in the lap of the producer who green-lighted the film.

Not only does Sarah Michelle Gellar’s character offer her rectum to her step-brother as the spoils of a wager, but Selma Blair’s character (post-corruption) makes a remark about oral sex WHICH MIGHT HAVE BEEN TOLERABLE IF SHE RESEMBLED AN ADULT IN THE SLIGHTEST DEGREE, but in context was so inappropriate, i was lecturing my television on family values.

Mind you, I have no problems with explicit films. But I prefer my sexuality in adults. This film like so many other teen flicks eroticises children, or at least young adults who still resemble children.

Assuming he gets a decent agent and stops having babies (tell me that was planned), Ryan Phillipe could be well on his way to being the next Nicolas Cage. He displays a range of emotion from grim to smug previously seen in the talents of Demi Moore and Jean Claude Van Damme.