If, as a teenager, you sat through countless John Hughes films hoping that this would be the movie that would find Molly Ringwald going topless, this is the film for you! Sorry for being sexist, but the sight of Molly Ringwald's breasts are pretty much all this film promises. The plot -- a Fatal Attraction rip-off -- is obvious, the ending predictable, and the acting is pretty much second-rate except for Ringwald who reveals a zest for over-the-top villiany and, in her earlier scenes, actually does manage to bring some sympathy to her spurned woman. Still, the film is mostly a tease that lures its male viewers along with the promise of showing us what we were fantasizing about during the Breakfast Club. It must be said that when they finally do make their debut, Molly's breasts are not a disappointment -- even if the rest of the film is. Still, its hard to get over the fact that this is the quissential '80s teenager -- the star of 16 Candles, the girl who helped make "Are you a virgin, Clare?" a pop cultural catch phrase -- wandering around topless and engaging in soft-core sex. Its one of those weird, pop moments that pretty much distances the viewer from the film (so much as it is). But that curiosity valure pretty much gives the movie whatever worth it might have. Brat Pack indeed! (Yeah, I know that last comment doesn't make any sense but how could anyone review this film without a pointless Brat Pack comment?)