The director, Tommy O'Haver, knows next to nothing about how to stage a conventional dramatic scene, but based on his flair for credit sequences, he should immediately go out and make a lip-synched pop musical. The rest of Get Over It is an amateur-hour fiasco. Between bouts of rancid slapstick that make Saving Silverman look competent, the film delivers a pastel version of a fifth-rate John Hughes triangle, with Kirsten Dunst looking shiny and bored. D


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