Hastily dusted off — after more than two years on the shelf — in response to Russell's rise to fame on TV's Felicity, this amiably lowbrow coming-of-age flick stars Schaefer as a sex-starved high schooler obsessed with the leggy blond (Russell) across the street. Getting nowhere fast, he vows to remain encamped on her lawn until she agrees to be his, which doesn't qualify as ''stalking'' in this context because...well, because that wouldn't be much fun. The jokes are obvious, the sentiments trite; Eight Days a Week does wrest the best dumb-teen-comedy-named-after-an-early-Beatles-tune title from 1987's dire Can't Buy Me Love, but that's hardly a world-shaking achievement. C
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