Starring Monica Potter and Freddy Prinze, Jr. Directed by Mark Waters U.S. Box Office: $10,397,000 Rated PG-13

Amanda Pierce (Monica Potter) is loveable, hard-working, and a bit naive, especially for a Manhattan girl. She's immediately charmed to pieces by the amiable Jim Winston (Freddy Prinze, Jr.), and the two at first deny their already cautious attraction to one another. But when Amanda witnesses what appears to be Jim murdering a woman in cold blood in his apartment, all bets are off. Amanda and her four supermodel roommates are on a mission to find out just exactly who this Jim Winston guy is and why he is apparently not what he seems.

Look. I don't need to tell you that Freddy Prinze, Jr. is a dreadful actor. On top of his inability to deliver a line convincingly, he always has this bemused look on his face like he's about to wink into the camera like the joke's on us. His good looks have gotten him this far, but they can only do so much for him on-screen. The real star of this one is Monica Potter, whose adorably charming performance as the lovelorn Amanda Pierce happily carries us through the formulaic plot, the silly, slapsticky physical humor, and the rampant cultural stereotypes, and in the end, makes us really, really glad we bothered. Head Over Heels neither made a splash at the box office nor formed a line out the door for the DVD release. It's just a really good time, even if it does qualify as the number one guilty pleasure of 2001.