"We know that the last scene will involve a game. A very big game. And we know that it will come down to the last play.

We also know that at some point the hero will choose not to have sex with the prettiest cheerleader in town, even though she'll come at him naked and covered only in whipped cream. He will stay virtuous, even though he's 17 and pumping hormones like a blowfish...

...Before the big game, the coach tells his players that they'll remember the next 48 minutes for the next 48 years. That's a lie, of course. Within 20 years, they'll forget entirely who won the game, but they will regret fumbling away their chance with the naked cheerleader."

-- Mick LaSalle, Chronicle Staff Critic