These brief and admittedly superficial comments are just some impressions on having seen the still new movie, "Charlie St-Cloud", that stars Zac Efron. The film is a bit silly and weepily sentimental, but it provides Zac with many chances to pose beautifully his increasingly hunky body, "hunkily man" now rather than "hunkily teenage boy". I wish that Efron had shown more bare skin, which, of course, is what everybody really wants to see in this kind of commercial endeavour, but he was shirtless at times. (At some other times, his t-shirt would be soaking wet and clinging sexily to his "hard" body, very suggestively.) Actually, Efron's acting is quite good; any faults are of the script, not his, for his acting really is exceptionally fine, certainly better than that of most of the other principal and secondary characters.
Zac even has pre-marital sex in this film, quite a change for this Disney studio-famed star! That is going to shock some of his fans -- or, more likely, their parents and other cackling adults. The sex, though, is quite discrete. If it is there in the novel (which I have not read), then it would have to be in the film, too, to render the book cinematically with some fidelity. The impressive, tranquil beauty of the sylvan setting of the film, which rivals the romantic couple's humanly physical allure for attention, is almost reason enough to see this movie.
This is not my favourite Zac Efron film, so far. That honour goes to "17 Again", in which the "eye candy" charms of Efron are on more display, especially in those clinging, sweat-soaked gym outfits, in an entertaining and amusing film (one that has more focus and skill in script and in some other important other ways) in which Zac Efron acts utterly to perfection, much better, in fact, than too many critics are willing to admit. Often Zac Efron transcends "his material" (the films) in a most gratifying way, and he does that again in "Charlie St-Cloud".