Tuesday, January 23, 2007

Movie Review I: Step Up (No, Really)

I’ll just come right out and say it.

We may have just watched Step Up.

Don’t you look at me like that! Look me in my virtual blog-eye and tell me you yourself haven’t watched a wretchedly horrible movie that you KNEW would be horrible, but just had to watch anyway!

Mmm hmmm. Thought so.

Before you ask, the reason we didn’t turn it off was because it was so incredibly terrible that it became comical, and thereby unintentionally entertaining.

For those of you who don’t know, Step Up is a groundbreaking cinematic experience, by which I mean, it was clearly cranked out by a participant in a “Shiteous Screenwriting for Hacks 101” class. (Check your local Learning Annex for schedules!)

The plot involves a boy from The WRONG SIDE OF THE TRACKS with NOTHING TO LOSE who NEVER STICKS WITH ANYTHING. But he LOVES TO DANCE. (I must acknowledge that he's actually an amazing dancer.) The name of the actor who plays the role of the boy is Channing Tatum. This is a stupid and probably fake name, so I shall call him Stockard O’Neill. “Now, Metalia!” you’re probably thinking, “Why aren’t you calling him by his character’s name?” Well, my friends, that is because his name was not actually uttered until (by our count) well into the second act. (I smell an Oscar nomination for film editing!) So Stockard he shall be.

Stockard/Channing is friends with two brothers who are walking ethnic stereotypes in a number of potentially offensive ways that I will not even touch. The younger of these brothers wears a belt that electronically scrolls his name across the buckle, but might as well (spoiler alert!) scroll the phrase “I will be killed at some point during this movie. Since this film has reduced me to an insulting stereotype, please note that it will be from a combination carjacking/drive-by.”

As noted, Stockard/Channing is from THE WRONG SIDE OF THE TRACKS, and he and his friends GET INTO MISCHIEF after they break into a prestigious arts school, The Maryland School of the Arts. (Maryland readers: Does this place actually exist?) You know it’s an arts school because there are kids dancing by their lockers (of course!) and violinists playing Pachelbel’s Canon in the halls. Not, you know, in their respective classrooms, or anything. No, since it’s an arts school, these things simply must be done in the hall.

Needless to say, Stockard gets caught, is arrested, and is punished by the judicial system. Prison time? Probation? Ha! Those are ridiculous options. Instead, the judge, quite naturally, sentences him to “serve at the scene of the crime” and become a janitor at the school. Justice is truly blind. Or really, really high.

Side note: I suppose I should point out that the ladies LOVE Stockard/Channing. I’d describe him to you myself, but I decided not to bother when I saw that a fan on Step Up’s own Myspace page had done a much better job:

ok channing is really hott and i cant get ova of how hott he is so like yeahh and to all of you bitches who think hes ugly nad weird go screw yourself and like channing yur sooo hott and my sisters have obsessions wit you...your the most hottest dude ever!!”

Uh…word?

The obligatory love interest is Jenna Something (In the movie, her name is either Nora, Dora, or possibly Laura. Enunciation was not of any importance to the characters in this movie. Except one, who I’ll discuss in a bit.) Noradoralaura is very different from Stockard; she is the star dancer of the school, and is incredibly disciplined.

Weirdly, Rachel Griffiths, of all people, puts in a cameo as the school’s director. Apparently, her method acting involved overenunciating, and putting “h”s in all of her words; much like this: “That whhhhould be youhhhhr rhhhhisk!” It’s not at all absurdly distracting.

Unfortunately, NoraDoraLaura's dance partner breaks his ankle right before the BIG EVENT THAT IS MENTIONED IN THE FIRST ACT THAT IS, LIKE, SUPER IMPORTANT AND WILL FIGURE PROMINENTLY IN THE DENOUEMENT OF THE MOVIE. (In this instance, such event is called “Senior Showcase.”) She needs a new partner, Stockard needs SOMEONE TO GIVE HIM A CHANCE…will it all work out?

I don’t think I need to tell you that it all does. But not before Stockard/Channing actually utters this line: “I'm fighting…fighting for something that's real for the first time in my life!”

Yes you are, Stockard. Yes you are.

22 comments:

kerrianne said...

OK, I hereby feel less than shameful in admitting that I ALMOST, almost watched that movie (off our DVR) tonight. My thought process went a little something like: "Well, I survived Center Stage. This can't be worse than that leotard-laden cinematic adventure."

Thank you for saving me from myself.

Libragirl said...

Ok, I keep seeing that movie and thinking - no, I can't watch it, because I know it will be bad. It will be the train wreck that you just CAN'T STOP WATCHING And since I don't have anyone to watch and mock with, - I will not watch it. But I love the review from my space. Spelling is so great there. The parents should be sooooo proud

Darren McLikeshimself said...

No. Uh-uh. I simply can't accept that this is a real movie.

Your recap is brilliant, Metalia. Absolutely brilliant.

Jon said...

There's a Baltimore School for the Arts. I'm pretty sure Tupac went there. (Unlike me. I developed my gansta rapping techniques the old fashioned way: on the streets.)

stefanie said...

I remember seeing previews for that and thinking I had already decided not to see that movie five or six other times, so I didn't need to see it this time (with its most recent name or incarnation) either. From your review, it sounds like I've made a wise choice.

That said, I do fully understand the draw towards guilty pleasure sorts of movies. Part of me still secretly wants to see Crossroads, just to see how bad it really is.

nabbalicious said...

"Center Stage" is yummy, yummy candy and I'm not at all ashamed to say that.

But "Step Up" just goes to show what happens when you dare to fuck with the "Cutting Edge" formula.

guinness girl said...

I'm with Nabbalicious - Center Stage is brilliant. Metalia, you may have just convinced me to rent "Step Up". Heh. Excellent review!

Paisley said...

oh, my. i haven't heard of this movie...and i'm glad.

eek.

double eek.

-R- said...

Stockard O'Neill!! You crack me up.

Guess what H and I watched ON OUR HONEYMOON? Drum Line! I highly recommend it. Will Drum Line guy be able to hide the fact that he can't read music? Will he learn to be humble? Will he learn to control his rage in time to win the ultimate drum line battle???? You will have to watch to find out.

Sparkling Cipher said...

If it's I-watched-a-dumb-movie confession time, I will fess up to, ugh, renting Stick It, the gymnastics version.

lizgwiz said...

Okay, that totally sounds like something I would watch, on cable, late at night. Sometimes bad is what you want!

Jurgen Nation said...

"The plot involves a boy from The WRONG SIDE OF THE TRACKS with NOTHING TO LOSE who NEVER STICKS WITH ANYTHING. But he LOVES TO DANCE."

*snickering* Wasn't that called "Footloose" at one point?

I kid, I kid. I have watched MANY movies that I have known would be bad (see, Saw, Center Stage, any Lifetime Network movie that I watched because I was literally TOO LAZY to reach a few feet for the remote). Once you're hooked in, it's like crack - you CANNOT STOP WATCHING.

Heather said...

Stockard O'Neill just caused me to choke on my water.

Center Stage was a train wreck. A train wreck of Peter Gallagher goodness which I actually own and watch. A lot.

This may have been the funniest thing I've read all day.

Rosie Mack said...

Since this is a mini-confessional of sorts, I watched -- and enjoyed (gasp!) both "Glitter" and "Honey." Methinks I'm going to have to call upon super-human strength to pull myself away from an atrocious movie like "Step Up."

Also, "Stomp the Yard" came in No. 1 at the box office this past weekend. This doesn't bode well for any of us!

chirky said...

Whatever, Metalia. Don't review that movie and act like you didn't LOVE IT.

Because if you like to dance, you'll totally love this movie.

So much, in fact, that you might buy it.

And your husband might be slightly embarrassed that it's sitting within viewing distance of such epic movies as Gladiator and Kingdom of Heaven.

But you still love it. And it still totally makes you want to dance.

chickadee said...

Thank you for a much needed snort-laugh. You've made me almost want to actually see this horror, although I think my Bad Dance & WRONG SIDE OF THE TRACKS Movie quota has been all used up by "Save the Last Dance."

Mikki said...

I hate you. You're no longer my sister. You'll post about Kidz Bop and Step Up (which I had the bad fortune to partially see twice. Luckily my plan of falling asleep to prevent brain damage worked perfectly both times.), but you won't rip on a certain self-centered songstress who feels a compelling urge to incorrectly spell during her songs. Shame on you.

Julianna said...

Awesome!

The Other Girl said...

Wait. Boy from wrong side of the tracks. Nothing to lose. Loves to dance. At any point, did Sylvester Stallone, wearing a fox-fur coat, bump into Betty Rizzo? Because if so, I'm pretty sure you were watching Staying Alive.

Christine said...

Oh Jesus, now should I ever fall upon this while flipping through Comcast I will be compelled to watch and it will be all your fault. I might even make my boyfriend and completely innocent cat watch. The shame!

Eddie & Stretch's Momma said...

Hi, Metalia...I've been a recent visitor to your blog, and can I just say that besides being one of my favorite ways to pass the time at the office, your blog is witty, funny and full of insight that I wish I wrote. =) I just had to post a comment on the "Stockard/Channing" name. Funny that "Stockard Channing" is a name of an actual actress. Go figure!

Stephanie said...

Dear Eddie and Stretches momma,

I read, with butterflies in my stomach, all the way to the end of the comments section just in case someone had mentioned the "Stockard Channing" thing and I was almost successful in becoming the first commenter to point that out. Damn. I was even gonna make a "Grease" joke, too.