bellapug watched this movie a few years back and loved it, forgot about it till now, but i will be watching it again. amazing story line, well made. keeps the viewer on the edge of their seat, the twist and turns in this movie are exactly like a roller coaster, i saw this movie in 2011, and i was 13 at the time, maybe a little too young too watch the movie at some parts, but i still loved it. i was never bored during it, like some movies where you want too turn it off, which has happened before. but i think yes, i would see this movie over and over and it by far one of my favourite movies, right beside sixteen candles. and i love the main characters name. Devon i think is how you spell it.

Robert J. Maxwell This piece of meretricious garbage is the spawn of ten thousand other movies about the forbidden relationship between high school girls and attractive older men. Sometimes the girl is the victim. Here, it's the other way round; the succulent young blond is Megan Park, and the thirty-six year old trigonometry teacher and girls' volleyball coach, David Charvet, is the victim of her erotomania.Park certainly is a dish. She has long, wavy tresses, and oversize pearly incisors. One imagines her canines are long and sharp, like a predatory tiger's. She throws herself all over Charvet, at school and elsewhere, insinuating her toothsome presence into his personal life, leaning over his desk so he is sure to inhale her musk, cuddling up to Charvet's little daughter, running over Charvet's ex wife. Park has lovely long legs, their fearful symmetry enhanced by the tiny skirts and spike heels that all high school girls wear. She has a marked thigh gap too. I understand that's desirable. All that's needed is the barbed wire tattoo around her neck that would cause any normal man to throw himself at her feet and grovel. The monumentally stupid Charvet himself has a prominent tattoo, a dozen Chinese ideograms on his inner forearm, but they're not a patch on a barbed wire tattoo for erotic arousal.Well, frankly, I found Megan's character revolting in the extreme, especially that business of murdering Charvet's ex wife. If it had been my ex wife I might have felt differently but there was simply no excuse for this deliberate act of mayhem. Megan might have exculpated herself by just removing her hampering outer garments somewhere along the line and giving the viewer a glimpse of those hidden treasures, but no. I don't even like her name. The character's name is Devon, pronounced like the English shire. I don't like it. I don't like her real name either -- Megan. Megan, Reagan, Jillian, Jennifer. What happened to sturdy old post-and-lintel names like Linda and Barbara and Hepzibah and Hatshepsut? Never watch a movie with a character named Devon in it.Here's the director at work. Charvet and Megan are shopping in a clothing store. Charvet's inamorata enters and needs to talk to Charvet alone, so Megan wanders off a few feet, pretends to be thumbing through a rack of dresses, and keeps an eye on them without wanting them to know she's doing so. Here's how she does it. She stands still and glares balefully at the pair. Is that how you would secretly spy on someone? It's not how I would do it. I'd pretend to be going through the items on the rack and glance up from time to time to see what's cooking. But Megan does everything to attract attention to herself except play "The Flight of the Bumblebee" on a kazoo.Do high school girls really have volleyball coaches? I wonder how you can get a job like that if you have neither interest in or talent for any sports.

edwagreen The old problem of the young teacher and the student having a crush on him is again depicted by this 2010 film. Of course, our student has more than a crush on the teacher. It's an infatuation coupled with an imagination beyond belief. You know that such thoughts will invariably lead to mayhem and that's exactly what happens.Megan Park gives a compelling performance as the student whose mind plays tricks on her with her infatuation for the new trigonometry teacher who also doubles as a girls' sports coach. The teacher doesn't see through this because he has gone through a divorce and has built a relationship with another teacher that is threatening to come apart.David Chalvet's voice reminded me of the late Johnny Ray. He really lacked the maturity for the part and he appeared so vulnerable to Park's mesmerizing thoughts.The film again shows that you're the teacher and not the friend to a student. Boundaries must be established right away between younger teachers and high school students. You can only go so far and then you had better venture backwards.The ending points to the facts that these disturbed students are really living in a forever fantasy world. It just moves on to the next victim.

guil fisher Let me start off by saying the script was so uneven and impractical that I had a hard time believing any of it. That a teacher (coach) with training could not see through the psycho's motivations is beyond me. She was that obvious. That a student be allowed to wear the clothes she almost wore (they were that awful, revealing and lewd). That the police were not on top of the hit and run car that killed the ex wife. That they did not check the bimbo out who claimed she was raped at a hospital for evidence and DNA. Isn't that the first thing done before they take the word of a teeny bop-per? I could go on with all the inadequacies in this story. But adding to that is the horrible performance of Megan Park, the so called teenager. (She looked in her late 20s) Wearing clothes that did nothing but point out her physical shortcomings. Flat chested and hips that were wider than her shoulders. Wearing black showed this up to the hilt. Even a padded bra and corset still made her flat chested. Lip gloss, too much eye makeup and long clumpy legs in shoes that did not flatter her. Her acting was just as bad. Phony and not very interesting. David Charvet had more to do and did it well. He is a good actor and a shame he's doing this dreadful film. He did the best he could. And you could see he was uncomfortable with the bimbo. Boti Bliss did what she could as well in a small unrewarding role. Amanda Tlson had more screen time and did her best and looked like a teenager. Christine Conradt wrote this drivel and Jim Donovan spent too much time filming the leading lady. She was in almost every scene and this is what killed the movie in this viewer's eyes.