Back in the day, it seemed, everybody wanted to be Ferris Bueller, that coolly rebellious teen played so perfectly by Matthew Broderick in the John Hughes classic "Ferris Bueller's Day Off."
The movie smells like "Catcher in the Rye" and some of its loose offspring, like "Ferris Bueller's Day Off," and, in particular, "Rushmore," especially after we find out the public-school principal (Robert Downey Jr.) is a self-loathing drunk who likes to wallow by his swimming pool the way Bill Murray did in "Rushmore."
Like Ferris Bueller’s Day Off, Charlie Bartlett becomes, in its exploration of the troublemaker who’s so attuned to his generation that he exemplifies all that defines it, a satire on how that generation was shaped by its elders.
Big question: Can “Charlie Bartlett” succeed in its obvious attempt at combining “Rushmore” and “Ferris Bueller’s Day Off”?
With a flip of the detention slip to Rushmore and Ferris Bueller's Day Off, the high school comedy Charlie Bartlett brings a bit of realism - kids on drugs, kids smoking, kids having sex - that doesn't usually make the grade in the genre of addled adolescent angst.
The role of "Charlie Bartlett" requires a charismatic, magnetic young actor someone along the line of "Ferris Bueller's Day Off"-era Matthew Broderick.