80's horror staple Jill Scholen plays a teenager whose in the middle of a love triangle involving Donovan Leitch and Brad Pitt. Apparently, we're supposed to root for her. I think we'll all agree that most of us would gladly take her place and accept either or. Even worse, there's a mad slasher running around killing everyone in sight.
Cutting Class occasionally dips its toe into satirical comedy throughout, but it never quite takes off. Scholen's father (played by, of all people, Martin Mull) is shot with a bow and arrow early on during a hunting trip and the film routinely cuts back to him wandering through the forest and surrounding highways limping along. One gets the feeling that this is supposed to be funny, but it ends up playing more silly and distracting than anything else.
Roddy McDowell as the lecherous school principal gets some of the funnier and sleazier material of the film and he handles it with the upmost professionalism. Honestly, all the actors do a good job with what they've given, but they can't disguise the lousy, slow, and predictable screenplay.