The star of the high school swim team (Jesse Bradford) has a one-night stand with the new girl in school (Erika Christensen), but she turns stalker when he tries to move on. Perhaps the young jock’s mother (Kate Burton) should have loosened up enough to let the boy rent the R-rated Fatal Attraction
so he’d know what to expect. Then again, her permission shouldn’t have been necessary—Bradford, like all the “high school” students in the film, looks to be well into his twenties. Those are the kinds of idle thoughts that pop into a viewer’s head while waiting for some trace of originality to surface in Charles Bohl and Phillip Schneider’s script, or some sense of style in John Polson’s direction. The wait, however, is futile; the movie is as big a waste of time to watch as it was to make.