Remember Alicia Silverstone's breakthrough in The Crush? Well Mandy Schaffer is probably ten times hotter than Alicia, but her movie is unfortunately ten times worse. Any film that has Rosanna Arquette accepting an Academy Award in flashback just forces us to suspend disbelief a little too much. In the end, little Traci's flirtatious ways seem like they could have been reined in if only mom had sprung for a couple of bras to cinch in the kid's heaving chest and a leash to keep her from hitting on (and, ya know, murdering) every guy in town.
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