This
movie is a completely stupid and cliché-ridden melodrama straight from the
reject heap of the Lifetime network. Too
big of a celebrity to do anything remotely interesting, Jennifer Lopez stars as
a high school teacher and single mother of a teenage boy. (You have to love it when glitterati try to pretend like they have normal human emotions
and concerns; it’s always good for a laugh or at least a groan). Since she’s vulnerable and hot, she falls
under the spell of a randy “boy next door” who has just moved in and has
befriended her son. After one humdrum love
scene, fastidiously choreographed to hide any precious J-Lo nudity, the movie
instantly plunges into the depths of stalker melodrama with the boy proving to
be a criminal genius who – while also a jock by day – manages to conduct
full-scale surveillance of Jennifer, cyber harass her, and additionally likely
murdered his own parents by tampering with the brakes in their car, or
something like that. Under the “direction”
of the hack’s hack, Rob Cohen, the film careens towards a finale that is easily
predictable if you’ve seen any of the dozens or hundreds of “never-trust-a-sexy-stranger”
morality tales cranked out regularly by the movies and TV.
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