Pim’s review published on Letterboxd:
I don't know how much tuition those Seattle parents pay so that the school can afford the excellent lighting and great ska bands at prom, never mind someone to produce it so meticulously. Same goes for Clueless.
There's very little quite like the disappointment of growing up with expectations of proms like these, and then going to your own prom and seeing a bunch of completely sober, awkward and self-aware teens trying their first and worst moves on a horrible mp3 rip of a Grease medley.
Kill me and be done with it, or hook me up to a fully immersive 10 Things I Hate About You simulation. Either or.