Totally drained after a week of working your ass off for the weekend? Sounds like it's time for a camp-out! And no, we ain't talkin' s'mores, sing-a-longs and psycho killers. (Although, they may very well make questionable individual appearances.) What we're really talking about is getting in touch with your guilty pleasure zone. Every third Saturday, Emily (our resident camp connoisseur) will lead you through one of the best of the worst movies of all-time. It's gonna be awesome—and terrible!—all at the same time!
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I can't get any of my girlfriends to go see Monte Carlo with me.
It's not because it looks like it's tailor-made for the younger, Taylor Swift and Justin Bieber-obsessed set. Or that it stars two of our biggest current fictional frenemies: Blair Waldorf (uh, Leighton Meester) and Selena Gomez (a.k.a. the pretty girl who's dating Justin Bieber). No, the real reason my friends aren't willing to take the two-hour trip to Monte Carlo is because they think it is a rip-off of the most important movie of our tweenage lives: The Lizzie McGuire Movie. And they're totally right!
In case you are not familiar with the film or the Disney Channel show that inspired it, let me give you the way-quick low down. The show, which ran from 2001-2004, was about a popularity-obsessed teenage klutz (Hilary Duff) and her equally offbeat best friends Gordo (Adam Lamberg) and Miranda (Lalaine). Storylines included first kisses, rhythmic gymnastics, her brother Matt and his strangely mute friend Lanny, how to get your mom to buy you bedazzled jeans and the allure of Frankie Muniz. In case you were wondering, it was the best show ever created.
Seeing as the 2003 film of the near-same name marked the end of the series, it was bound to be pretty damn awesome. And oh, was it ever. Put your tray tables in their upright positions, fasten your seatbelts and get ready to embark on a Vespa-riding, private couture fashion-show-filled journey of self-discovery in which a certain fair-haired heroine is mistaken for - and then takes on the life of - an Italian pop star! In other words, Monte Carlo - with singing! (HILARY SHOULD SUE!)
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