The thing that got me about this film is that the four boys here would have no issue at all getting a playmate. My favourite was either Chris Klein ("Oz") or "Kevin" (Thomas Ian Nicholas) depending on my mood - but the fact they all get caught up into this almost puerile, faux-angsty existence really bored me. The girls are equally stunning most of the time, and just as (if not more) sexually curious - what's the beef? The script/humour plays to just about every stereotype imaginable: the sporty jocks and the dimwit broads; the parents who react to their offspring's sexual predilections as if they, themselves, had never had a shag in their lives. The characters are so shallow and have enough implausibly intense conversations about scoring that makes you want to reach for a pen-knife to put a notch on the bed-post (or a hole in your own left leg). Seann William Scott and Jason Biggs (OK, maybe I understand why he struggles to get laid) take "Carry On" style innuendo to a new level of cringe-making embarrassment and the ending really does makes the "Graduate" look like Fellini! The production is shamelessly chauvinist - there is no male nudity - but plenty of boobs and I thought it had dated really badly. Sorry, but much of this just made me squirm!
