I love success movies because it tells so much about our society. The pattern of this one is pretty easy, simple and déjà-vue.

It's all about the good looking main actor (Zac Efron). He is the movie. He is the pretty and the fun of the movie.

There's also a little bit of supernatural: some old man (looking like Santa) brings him back to his 17. Nice, isn't it?

Many scenes somewhat brings the lolz. The director and writers has been smart enough to introduce some fun references to Zac Efron himself and his public image (they make him dance like he is still the High School Musical dude or refers to him as a "well coiffed" young man with skinny pants.)

But the fun stops where the fuck starts. All the rest is made of WHAT.THE.FUCK?

When Mike (i think it's Mike) was 17 years old the first time, he had to choose between his dreams and the pregnant girl. Obviously, he chose the girl.
Almost 20 years later, he's about to divorce. Leaving his wife and his two
children. Living with all his remorces and regrets. That's when Santa brings him
back to the year he first had to choose.

That's when the WTF starts...

The 17 years old girl character (his daughter) cannot have a boyfriend. You see, she might have sex... like before the marriage.

But the boy character (his son) can. Yeah, he can fuck someone else's daughter. Who cares?

The whole plot is based on the marriage. Will the 17 years old version of the main character be able to save his marriage?

It was like being back to the dark ages of christianity. Divorce is evil. As if love does really matter.

I thought the character got a good point when he started talking about "moving forward" and "keep going". Yeah, all he does, in the end, is proving his wife that he's still the same school boy as he used to be. Still loving her. Still letting down his dreams for her. Strange way to grow up.

By the way, who the hell would like to get back to his/her school years?

Conclusion? Hey, Darwin, we are so screwed.