John Tucker Must Die Reviews
Ostensibly, he's been caught dating three pretty girls at the same time, but, really, is that a big deal? Well, no, according to this confused female-disempowerment flick.
Despite doing its best to jiggle, giggle and ogle its way into a niche somewhere between Heathers and American Pie, it becomes just another forgettable pastiche of sight gags and pop-culture references.
The title's difficult to argue with, unless it's to maintain that we'd all be better off if the film's entire roster of characters had been shot in the head at the dump, greyhound-style.
Despite its various shortcomings, John Tucker isn't a terrible movie. It just isn't terribly funny or terribly interesting, although I suspect that its intended audience won't mind very much.
There is exactly one worthwhile sequence in the movie, the bit where the trio slip him a bottle of estrogen pills before a game, transforming him into a distraught, emotionally unstable crybaby.