Couldn’t help but participate in the draw yourself as a teenager meme floating around the net. 

On its own terms, though, the project is evocative. Something about sampling that convergence of lives—a Venn diagram of bygone adolescence—has always had a voyeuristic (even poignant) appeal, and this is no less true of Martz’s blandly exact adaptation.

And:

Martz bills his mass-portraiture as an exercise, but it’s also a prodigious visual study of a small universe of personalities, now long dissipated to cubicles, fortunes, graves.

Well, golly.