matt lynch’s review published on Letterboxd:
Hadn't seen this in at least 30 years. Turns out it's a swamp of toxicity about a hot girl who exists solely to enable a couple of boys to self-actualize in the laziest, most adolescent way possible. What played in 1985 as "Stand up for yourself, Poindexter," now seems a lot closer to "Try not to be so gay all the time." The boys do literally nothing for themselves other than stare down some bullies and hook up with a couple barely-sketched girls. Gotta hand it to Kelly LeBrock, doing all the lifting for this movie, basically carrying the entire thing on personality.