wrightiswright Oh look, another one of those movies that takes a potentially fascinating story (A preppy American teenage girl ends up at a stuffy English boarding school) and excretes all over it! Before setting in on fire, stamping on the remains and throwing it off a cliff. I'll leave you with that charming mental image, and move on.So, aside from the cardboard cutout characters, the unfunny jokes, the numerous pointless montages, a hugely obtrusive soundtrack and probably the most anodyne romance on record, what can I say about this movie?How about the fact that our sassy main heroine is far more preferable as a smart mouthed 'brat', than the dull conformist nicey-nice 'lady' she turned into later? She even enjoys lacrosse. Now, that's some serious brainwashing right there.How about the fact than at one point she has a makeover, and I'll fight anyone who says she looks better after than she did before? (If anything, I'd say one of her friends could do with an image transformation much more urgently than our lead: the one with the birds nest in bunches on her bonce).How about the fact that no-one in this film, with the possible exception of the straight-laced headmistress, talks or acts like anyone you've ever met? In fact, between the hilariously bad attempt at capturing English authenticity, and the grotesquely annoying mugging by the cast for (failed) comedy effect, it feels like far more of an endurance test than media where we should care about anything that happens.But wait! Don't go yet! We still have to see the big climax... which of course featured the humiliation of the school 'mean girl' and is set in a courtroom (just like everything else these days), followed by a 'sexy' haka during the final lacrosse game... plus the culmination of the whole 'will this poncy English twerp who I've fallen in love with after about three lines go out with me'.I was so excited I almost coughed up my own spleen.Some years ago now, I started watching Wild Child, only to give up a few minutes in because I knew it wasn't the film for me.Today, I literally got frogmarched into seeing it again, this time all the way through "Oh, give it a chance, you'll like it! I swear!"By the time the movie was over, my co-watcher wasn't the only one swearing.Time to listen to my instincts more, methinks. 2/10

davidl-901-74508 There is nothing particularly special about the story, very generic and predictable. A lot of dialogue was so utterly cringe worthy particularly from the protagonists 'British' friends, their performance was cardboard at lot of the time,I'm not sure what accent they are meant to have, I've never heard anyone anywhere in Britain sound anything like that, not even those from An upper class background, also the terminology they used is very peculiar, For example they used horridious when Horrendous would have fitted better, and not sure what hurrious is meant to mean as it does not appear to be a real word or slang. Despite these faults I presume Teenage girls probably not from Britain may enjoy this film As they may not recognize the faults.

lisafordeay Emma Roberts who as you may have known is Julia Roberts niece and she starred in another film that I own on DVD and liked called Aquamarine and Valentines Day. Here she plays a spoilt rich brat named Poppy Moore(donning a blonde wig before she ditches it for her natural look)who is sent off to boarding school in England as her father(played by Irish actor Aidan Quinn) is fed up of his daughters persona he decides to send her packing. Annoyed with it all she tries her best to get herself expelled from boarding school. But when she meets a couple of girls there and falls for a hunky guy(played by Alex Pettfyer from Beastly) she realizes that its the best thing her father has ever did and also she discovers something at the boarding school that will change her life forever.Overall this was a good movie as it also stars the late Natasha Richardson(The Parent Trap,Maid In Manhattan) who plays the head mistress in the film. Its sad to say that this was her final movie before she tragically died in March 2009 in a skiing accident but her legacy will live on forever. Emma Roberts played her part perfect as the ditsy spoilt brat who thinks her life is on cloud nine and some bitchy chick set her up as she was fancying her boyfriend (who happens to be the head mistresses son).If you like teen comedies or high school movies about boys and all that stuff that teens love so much then check it out. Im not the target audience for this film at all as im a 22 soon to be 23 year old chick,but I never saw it before so I got the bargain as it came in a 3 DVD pack that I got on Sunday in my local supermarket.So yeah check it out and unleash your wild child self for this British teen comedy.

KiteVega It's not often that I get irked by a film that is so obviously supposed to be a brain dead feast for the eyes and nothing more - after all, I have given both Bratz and The House Bunny reasonably favourable reviews, based on the fact that they aren't supposed to be anything other than daft entertainment. Sadly, this film made me feel rather bilious, and I did try to like it, honest! (Again, I have given Bratz and The House Bunny fairly nice reviews, go figure!) As a girlie movie it's no big deal - it's average fare that comes across as an unhappy mash-up of Bratz, John Tucker Must Die and the new St Trinian's films. It's incredibly derivative, but what else did you expect? It's a path well trodden in teeny, tween girlie films - we have a heroine, a nasty girl baddie, a love interest, a well-meaning mentor, a parent driven to distraction, a group of loyal buddies...the list goes on. The story line is grating due to it being totally old hat and is made more irksome thanks to the bucket-loads of pathetic clichés - for example, while the British say stuffy old grace before chowing down on a plate of meat 'n' two veg, our American friends apparently favour a Buddhist chant before delicately picking at low-fat vegetarian entrées - and sadly the film is cursed with a hideous 'heroine', Poppy Moore, who is absolutely and utterly without charm - it is almost impossible to like her. She is rude, spoilt, screechy, whiny and confrontational: what a role model! OK, so in typical movie fashion she sees the error of her ways, but this revelation happens in the last twenty minutes of the film, by which time you detest her to the point of No Return. What was most upsetting about this film is the truly awful message it gives to young girls. We've seen the slutty clothes and raunchy dancing etc etc in the likes of Mean Girls, but that film was infinitely superior because of the way it lambasted this behaviour. It showed it up as being laughable, ridiculous and totally unwholesome without ever seeming preachy, and what a fantastic cult movie Mean Girls still is. Wild Child makes behaviour like this seem desirable, and does so to revolting aplomb in a fairly short scene (the fact that this was possible just goes to show there was some intelligence behind the movie). The scene in question is at the school social - boys will be there, so the gals get themselves dressed up as 'slutty and available' as possible (a direct quote from the film). We are then treated to Poppy (who is only meant to be 16, remember) thrashing herself around to the strains of hip-hop music, dressed in next to nothing while being ogled by a smörgåsbord of leering teenage boys. The House Bunny was nothing on this - at least it was an obvious joke, and the characters were all adults. This film tells teenage girls, in no uncertain terms, that the way to be popular and desirable is to wear as little as possible and bust moves like a lap dancer. Not a nice message at all. This one scene really tainted a film that, otherwise, I could have quite enjoyed on a fairly moronic level. But it's clear message - that every guy loves a tramp - was just too much for me, and erased any other heartfelt message that might have come across.