Endless Love
In 1981, a 15-year-old Brooke Shields starred in a film that was, at the time, just another in a seemingly ceaseless line of exploitative, inappropriate roles: a bizarre, R-rated teen romance called Endless Love. It's a kaleidoscopic, Vaseline-lensed, psychosexual monstrosity of a film that's neither good nor bad enough to feel all that sacred about. The 2014 remake, starring two unmemorable and uncharismatic actors, both comfortably in their mid-20s, is a semi-functional movie, which is more than you can say for the original. But it also misses the point completely.
by Zac Pennington