The luminous and talented Phoebe Cates wallows in this embarrassing non-movie, which is not worth seeing from beginning to end (why? well, for starters, there is no script and no direction), but DOES have some scenes that are worth seeing, even worth taping perhaps: you guessed it, I'm talking about the scenes involving Betsy Russell's impressive physical assets. For once, a case of hype that is well deserved. (*1/2)
Review of Private School
