A youthful love triangle in a delightful comedy.

A good watch with a sound cast. I definitely need to watch more 80's movies, i'm missing out on some good ones.

If I didn't know better, I would have thought that this was one of John Hugh's early works. I get that it is an 80's teen movie and that the "teens" look like they are 30 (because they are) and talk like they are 40. That is expected. The movie was just so disjointed. It was like he took the script for Sixteen Candles and just shuffled around some of the characters. Unfortunately Mary Stuart Masterson is no Molly Ringwald, but then again she had so very little to work with (all she did was pout and cry during the second half of the movie). And the ending... we were supposed to believe that the dramatic finish was earned? follow me at https://IHateBadMovies.com or facebook IHATEBadMovies

eighties teen movie. Okay to see once, but not one of John Hughes's best

Last of the John Hughes teen movies, and it's pretty clear that he'd already said everything he had to say. Thematically similar to Pretty in Pink, Hughes's preceding collaboration with director Howard Deutch, Wonderful isn't half as charming in either script or performance. It's a wishy-washy, often boring take on the same old "us versus them" concept, wrapped up in the hopeless chase of the school beauty. Age has been a stretch for these films before (Judd Nelson and Emilio Estevez were in their mid-20's for The Breakfast Club) but the acting has always been good enough to make us forget. This time, without any of the Brat Pack regulars, there's something missing; it constantly feels like adult stars forced into adolescent roles. Lea Thompson seems like she's on her way to interview for a news broadcasting gig, and approximately 75% of the school wears shoulder pads of one variety or another. None of it feels authentic. The performances are almost universally hollow and vacant, too, especially from leading man Eric Stolz, who looks and acts like a mannequin. It has a few redeeming moments, particularly a shining small part for Elias Koteas as a punk rock musclehead, and a good message, but otherwise it's passionless fodder. I guess all good things must come to an end.