This doesn't even begin to do this movie justice. If you haven't seen it already, you should go find it.

I never noticed that his screen name is "Stroke Man" until now. I want to think that it's a double entendre on the part of the writers.

Porn: Worse than heroine.

I'm almost positive there was another 3 minute summary put up here some time back that wasn't from EIT that did indeed show the great scene of the mom being ASSAULTED by the hundreds of porn ads popping up.

What I love about these TV movies about kids and porn is that they never even really imply that the kid jacks off or anything..he actually just sits there and watches it all intently.

-1 because every second of this movie is perfect.

They always cast a really hot girl as the overly christian character that leads the troubled teen to help in these kinds of movies.

My parents made me go to a youth group when I was a kid. i didn't want to leave the kids group because I was at the top of the food chain and didnt want to start over. I ended up making the move to hanging out with the teenagers and hated it. The youth group room was an old extension to the nursery converted to a loft complete with a soda bar and pool tables. The smell was awful. The nurseries, the fellowship halls, the place where the kids had church. Every church I went into as a kid smelled like the same muggy, greasy cleanser or whatever they used. I always associated with dried baby drool and it made me gag. The youth loft had that plus the smell of pit stained teenagers raging with hormones who just got done playing football. It disgusted me to no end. On top of that, they always played the worst kind of Christian music and social gatherings that when I think about life without alcohol and people who throw parties without alcohol, I think back to those youth group parties. Tons of cheap knock off snacks and drinks, everyone being forced to interact with each other not inebriated and getting generic Cheeto dust everywhere.

Beside the point. The more attractive girls didn't want anything to do with me. They were into the same guys they were into at school. I don't know about the whole sex situation since those girls at least came off as more prudish so it would have been a relationship where they just went out to get dinner at Shoneys and share their feelings or something else that turns my stomach. But there were some girls there that were on the looser side. They were usually fat but it didnt matter. They wouldn't have actual intercourse with me but they'd let me finger them and at the age of 13 I didnt really care what it was. Finger banging in the loft, stairwell, in the last pew in the sanctuary balcony when they screen The Count of Monte Christo. I almost got a handjob one time but the girl was eating nachos and had the cheese on her hands. She just licked it off and went to put her hand on my crotch and I left. I kept up with on of the girls I fooled around with. She was in some kind of car accident and got hit in the side of the face with a propane tank and had to get reconstructive surgery ad got addicted to pills. That part was pretty sad for me but this movie looks great

We need a "nacho cheese hand job" tag.

This movie. This fucking movie.

I'm pretty sure the entire thing's already on this site. I also have a torrented copy stashed away somewhere and a legit copy of the DVD I bought from Lifetime's store. That's the REAL 'joke' since I literally paid $ 19 for what ended up being a burned CD-R that has no menus and software generated chapter skips. It's the first DVD where I could fast-forward through the FBI warning because all they did was shove it onto the same track as the movie.

I have a review of it up on my blog but I'm not gonna self-spam. Cyber Seduction makes a spastic grab at a moral but it's like the writers either can't figure out what that moral is or else don't know how to present it properly. There's a scene right after this 16-year-old boy is introduced to the porn by his friend Timmy (that's the guy who calls him 'scuzzy' for pulling up the women in leather) where Justin's walking down the hall at school. His Christian girlfriend's chatting his ear off about boring shit. Suddenly the music transitions into a sad tragic piano number and there are all these slow-motion shots of Justin noticing girls' asses, boobs, and thighs, which is crosscut with VERY TAME porn preview pics he viewed the night before. Like 1996 caliber tame previews. So now this TEENAGE BOY is starting to LOOK AT WOMEN SEXUALLY instead of paying attention to his DEVOUT GIRLFRIEND and it's clearly PORN'S FAULT.

It gets worse. There's this girl named Monica who is supposed to represent the girlfriend Amy's polar opposite, I guess, because of her overt sexuality. Monica's a high school senior with a site where she hosts her own naughty webcam shows. Beyond that, the movie does absolutely nothing to develop her character. It doesn't even try. She exists only for Justin to lust after and be tempted by.

This EiT montage leaves out one of the movie's best scenes. Justin is about to have sex with Monica after Amy dumps him over the PDA porn. Justin has a sudden epiphany that porn's made him want the 'sluts' like Monica and not the 'good girls' like Amy. After Justin rejects Monica, she has a complete mental breakdown, screams like a banshee and chases him out of her parents' bedroom, down the stairs and out of the house. Then she goes in the bathroom and smashes her forehead on the counter so she can tell her douchebag boyfriend and Timmy that Justin beat on her.

Justin ends up getting pummeled by Timmy and douchebag, winding up in a pile of trash ("THIS IS WHERE PORN WILL LEAD YOU PROBABLY MAYBE"). He decides to attempt suicide in the dumbest way possible by drowning himself in the school pool without using restraints. Needless to say, an ensuing montage of everybody in the movie who was shitty to him helps him realize that he wants to LIVE, and that's where the movie ends.

That's really what it comes down to, and why it's so hard to accept this movie's 'moral.' Everybody is shitty to this boy. His girlfriend is shitty to him. His mother is especially shitty to him. His father is shitty to him after deciding a 'boys will be boys!' attitude isn't sitting well with Kelly Lynch. Timmy is shitty to Justin because he introduces Justin to porn in the first place and then backpedals when Justin pulls up the leather babes. The coach is shitty to Justin. The boys in the locker room are shitty to Justin. This is the worst possible dimension in which to suffer through puberty.

The popup scene is something that has to be seen to believed. You'd think the parents are battling HAL-9000 or SkyNet with the amount of intense drama the scene conveys.

This film changed my life. I used to be a scuzzy leather boy, now I'm just scuzzy!

Kelly Lynch went from the Road House to this? What happened?

Simulated sex sounds.