She's All That: Critic Reviews

She's All That is essentially a formulaic comedy, but it has enough glimmerings of originality and wit to make you wish it were much bolder and funnier than it turns out to be.

Only Prinze, who has the ethereal, gentlemanly quality of a young Anthony Perkins, gets enough screen time to really make an impression.

It's often impossible to distinguish what's meant to be cartoonish from what's meant to be dramatic, but the confusion seems appropriately adolescent.

She's All That feels like it could have been made by a team of septuagenarians from the glory days of American Intl. Pictures.

A trite classic.

In the process of discovering each other, both Laney and Zack learn that it's as OK to change as it is to stay the same, perhaps even better.

Uneven "ugly duckling" teen flick.

Iscove's film has its own brand of charm and is reasonable enough in its ambitions that it's awfully hard to resist.

She's All That is not likely to make a mark or be remembered by anyone for very long, but it's harmless enough and useful for finding the finer points of this genre.

A formula flick.

The tempo of the film does well to cure the unlikely romance with just the right amount of anxiety and the leads -- especially Cook, who is wonderfully promising here -- create an earnestly heartfelt chemistry.

With She's All That, we see how true garbage may nevertheless teem with a life of its own.

It's wretchedly predictable, inconsistently funny and not always well-written. It's enjoyable enough, but a truly good movie it's not.

Considering that all of us (even, one surmises, the young viewers smack in the hairlines of this movie's demographic gunsights) can guess where this story is going, why is the last third of this film so unrelentingly slow?

The dance stops eventually, and then those darn kids start talking again. Way to ruin the mood.

Contains just enough of a message about self-worth and honesty to lend some moral nutrition to the entertainment calories it provides so capably.

She's All That showcases a pair of bright young stars whose charms partially camouflage a predictable plot.

I gotta admit that it's kinda enjoyable, in a sugarcoated l'il story for a rainy afternoon way, but still...

Adolescence was never supposed to be this wholesome.

A spiffy comedy about an adorable underdog.

It is amazing that they can swipe a classic tale like [Pygmalion] and still add nothing but derivative tack-on flava to it.

Much better than you might expect.

There are a few twists in the plot, but it is pretty standard stuff.

Fortunately, Prinze and Cook offer up a good deal of adolescent charm, and they have a curious chemistry together.

The rest is just breezy propaganda for American high school fascism.