There's more story in your average 'N Sync music video than in this bargain-basement romantic comedy centered around two-fifths of the world's most successful boy band. Nice guy Lance Bass--who has little to no charisma on camera--plays nice guy Kevin, who never stands up for himself and always chokes with the ladies. He even blows it when he meets the One (Emmanuelle Chriqui) on a train and fails to score her name or digits.
He spends the rest of the film scouring Chicago for the commuter cutie, with comic relief provided by boss Dave Foley and flatulent friend Joey Fatone, whose energetic covers of '80s heavy-metal hits and second-banana humor are the best part of the film. On the Line suffers from such a predictable plot, a stale script and sitcom-y production values that even 13-year-old females might find themselves bored. And Lance and Joey, well, they can just say bye bye bye to any Oscar aspirations. Call this one On the Lame.