Hey studio execs! I know that the economy, for lack of a better word, sucks. I know that in such unsure times it's best to bet on the movies that have been fine-tuned by the marketing department to ensnare that precious 17-25 demographic. I know that in the past few years you've figured out you can make more money off of a bunch of small, cheap, bad movies than off of one big, expensive good movie. But this is December, the one month of the year that studios are supposed to be releasing their Oscar hopefuls and not trying to make high-schoolers feel better about themselves.

That's right, ladies and gentlemen, Love Don't Cost A Thing is the latest in stupid high school movies. Except it doesn't have a single iota of humor or charm. Not one. It ain't funny, it ain't smart, and it just ain't right.

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