In the canon of teenage girl flicks, we’d say there are two seminal cinematic experiences. There’s Tina Fey’s Mean Girls. And there’s its predecessor: Amy Heckerling’s Clueless. Copies of both sit on our movie shelves. And both have spun around in our DVD players and laptops more than any other titles. (Sorry, boyfriends.)
When neon pink blush comes to shove -- and we have to choose between Alicia Silverstone and Lindsay Lohan as leading ladies -- we’re more likely to take the Jane Austen adaptation for another spin. When the movie screens at Biltmore Fashion Park, we won’t even have to hit play.