Appearing like a feature-length credit card commercial advertisement is John Stockwell's film dubiously entitled "Crazy/Beautiful". In it we have bedroom-eyed youth, awestruck-eyed youth and obtuse-eyed youth sometimes all three at once. The big question on everyone's mind, though, is "Can we exist in this movie?"
Kirsten Dunst has never before looked so ravishingly frumpy here the boozing and the slight substance abuse problem notwithstanding. Inexplicably does the designated cutie-boy (Jay Hernandez) become attracted to this waif-like suburbanite he buses everyday for two hours (each way) to the same swanky school that only takes her a brief bender to get to. Intent on "making something of himself" (by desiring to enlist for the armed services?) does he do this due to his background being only slightly above the lower-class line of society his brother being something of a failure in his mother's eyes (the brother heartily agrees!).
Of course, with the Mary Jane-inflected meet-cute do we know where this movie is headed. The Capulet and Montague setting is all to conspicuous but for some reason I didn't care. Dunst carries this claptrap all on her shoulders without the least bit of strain her acting (or is it reacting?) abilities are extraordinary. By the end, we care what the hell happens to these two crazy lovebirds. Genre films of this caliber usually are a repellent at first sight, but there are always exceptions.
Kirsten Dunst has never before looked so ravishingly frumpy here the boozing and the slight substance abuse problem notwithstanding. Inexplicably does the designated cutie-boy (Jay Hernandez) become attracted to this waif-like suburbanite he buses everyday for two hours (each way) to the same swanky school that only takes her a brief bender to get to. Intent on "making something of himself" (by desiring to enlist for the armed services?) does he do this due to his background being only slightly above the lower-class line of society his brother being something of a failure in his mother's eyes (the brother heartily agrees!).
Of course, with the Mary Jane-inflected meet-cute do we know where this movie is headed. The Capulet and Montague setting is all to conspicuous but for some reason I didn't care. Dunst carries this claptrap all on her shoulders without the least bit of strain her acting (or is it reacting?) abilities are extraordinary. By the end, we care what the hell happens to these two crazy lovebirds. Genre films of this caliber usually are a repellent at first sight, but there are always exceptions.