Directed by Wallace Wolodarsky
Starring Barry Watson, Michael Rosenbaum, Harland Williams, Melissa Sagemiller, Brad Beyer, Heather Matarazzo
Let there be no doubt, this is a bad movie. And yet there are bits and pieces scattered throughout that are pretty funny. Most of these center around Harland Williams. There’s also the odd performance of Brad Beyer as the fraternity president who seems to be doing Chris Farley’s Matt Foley “van down by the river” voice, and Heather Matarazzo’s screechy character, even though it’s very beneath her, and the one guy who’s a sort of poor man’s David Krumholtz isn’t bad. And a scene midway through, where two characters are giving each other rufies, is the essence of classic screwball comedy.
But for every good joke, there’s several horrible ones, like the swordfight between two guys holding extra-long dildos, which is just desperately unfunny. And the whole movie is generally badly made.
Barry Watson is enough of a pretty boy that he's not unconvincing as a woman. Michael Rosenbaum's performance as a woman has a weird intensity to it, and he doesn't look unlike some females I know, too.
The blonde girl has one scene where she’s supposed to be nude in the shower, and it’s painfully obvious that it’s a body double when we see her chest. And why couldn’t she have turned out to be a lesbian? So that it makes a different kind of sense when she falls for the boy-dressed-as-girl?
I’m sure that if one wanted to, they could analyze this film and write a scholarly dissertation on what it says about gender perception and relations. But why would anyone want to?