It says a lot about a writer when they try to take lipstick and turn it in to a grand ol’ plot device that simply doesn’t work. Regardless of how hard writers Dibella and Root try, it’s still just a lot of numbskulls discussing lip stick and how eerie it is when in connection to femme fatale Shay. For one photographer with a penchant for young girls, he gets a bit of comeuppance when he targets a young girl named Shay who indulges him in a world of mystery and scandal, all of which he doesn’t realize may come back to bite him in the ass sooner or later. “Cherry Crush” is almost like the sequel to “Cruel Intentions” where a man’s talent for seducing young women in to his world suddenly becomes his downfall as he finds himself enraptured by the very girl he hoped to capture on camera.

At least with junky twist and turn films, you can get a sense where it’s leading and know that there may be a surprise that will make your wasted time slightly worth it. With “Cherry Crush” I’ve never been so bored in my life and just couldn’t care less for the impending hook as to who here was the subject and who was the observer. As for Reed and Tucker, they’re bland, look bored through every single minute, and the entire title of the picture ultimately makes no sense. I wanted to like this, but alas, it’s a snoozer if I’ve ever seen one.