The movie could have been much improved by slicing a few frames from each shot, and reining in Rust's weirdness just a bit%u2014so as to not contribute to the lumbering, hallucinogenic feel of his initial characterization.
A bimbo pride teen comedy whose cheerleader girl entourage of shallow sexpots gets enlightened too, about how 'useful' and even entertaining smart geeks with tons of brainy information to spare can be, even if totally lacking in hunk appeal.
The real problem is that it doesn't have any heart. This is by-the-numbers film-making in which even those moments when the characters step off the merry-go-round to catch their breath feel manufactured.
The movie is cringe-worthy when trying to be humorous, and laughable when it attempts belatedly to make us care about these characters with the depth and humanity of wet cardboard. I hate you, pathetic high school movie.