Dick (1999)
Directed by Andrew Fleming

Dick seems to have been created specifically to be watched while you are high. It offers cheesecake, dumb blonde dialogue, pot humor, easy-to-digest 70s pop culture references, loads of familiar faces, instantly identifiable songs, and the occasional hint of a story. All this said, I am not against it at all, in fact, I am merely disappointed in myself for not having been high while watching it. What could have been a righteously giddy ride turned out to be just a pleasant enough way to pass the time.

Michelle Williams emerges surprisingly victorious over Kirsten Dunst in both performance and overall cuteness. She wiggles her nose a lot and that is really quite fetching. Kirsten Dunst is certainly foxy, but she phones in a one-note performance only marginally more satisfying than staring at a "Marie Claire" photo shoot of her for ninety minutes. The plot centers around two 15-year-old girls stumbling into the events of the late Nixon presidency. Timely fare to foist on the super-astute teen filmgoers of today.

No one is trying very hard, although everyone looks like they had a good time. Will Ferrell and Bruce McCulloch are great in a ridiculous sendup of Woodward and Bernstein; Dave Foley plays Halderman pretty much as Dave Foley; Dan Hedaya is a Nixon that has truly nothing to do with the actual Nixon. Devon Gummersall (lonely, angsty Brian from 'My So-Called Life') resurfaces as Kirsten Dunst's stoned older brother.

I can't say I laughed out loud even once, but as I mentioned before, I wasn't high, so clearly the fault is mine.

Review by Ursula Vola Uvula