This sexy, teen-comedy is about a freshman, Matthew, at college who meets his dream girl in a dorm elevator during a blackout. He never sees her face, but instantly falls in love. In the morning, the power is restored, but the "dream girl" has vanished. All Matthew knows is that she lives in an all-girls dorm. He sets out on a semester-long journey to find his mystery girl amongst a hundred female suspects. Could it be Wendy? Dora? Arlene? Patty? Cynthia? Or the 95 other girls, any of whom could have been in that elevator with Matthew.
This is one of the most excruciatingly dumb movies I've ever seen. The plot is ridiculously implausible in at least a dozen ways, which would be forgivable if there were any humor here, but there's not. And the script/dialogue sounds like it was written by a sanctimonious and self-loathing 14-year old who thinks his over-simplistic cliche'd observations are profound insights (pathetically, the writer/director was almost 40 when this came out).
The only saving grace here is the abundance of eye candy. So if you're a horny teenage boy who's parents have a porn-blocker on your devices, you'll find adequate spank-bank material here. Just don't take any of the inane dialogue seriously. Instead, take some good advice from your old Uncle AlRog: If you talk to girls the way it's recommended in this movie, you will never get laid.
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