Random musings on all things cinematical, and otherwise, by Joe Leydon.
Friday, October 10, 2008
Just how bad is Sex Drive? It's a raunched-up, dumbed-down version of The Sure Thing. At its frequent worst, it plays like a ‘80s teen-skewing comedy that John Hughes might have made if Hughes were entirely bereft of taste and talent. You can read my Variety review here.