Genre: Dance/Romance
Director: Anne Fetcher
Starring: Channing Tatum, Jenna Dewan, Rachel
Griffiths, Mario , Drew Sidora
RunTime: 1 hr 38 mins
Released By: Shaw
Rating: PG
Official Website: http://www.myspace.com/stepupmovie
Opening Day: 9 Nov 2006
Soundtrack: ACCESS
"STEP UP" Soundtrack Review
Synopsis:
Tyler Gage is a street smart juvenile delinquent, with a reckless
streak that lands him in a world of trouble after he and his
friends trash an auditorium at a high school for the performing
arts. Sentenced to do community service at the school, he
at first wants nothing to do with the students, until he meets
a beautiful dancer who's willing to give him a shot. Against
all expectations, Ty gets drawn into her world, and discovers
his own talent for dance.
Movie Review:
It’s a shame that “Step Up” doesn’t
take its own advice when it is essentially a rehash of the
modern teenage rebel’s favourite dance-and-achieve-your-dreams
movies. An even drearier prospect is that the film, which
preaches the importance of breaking the mould, uses one of
the dustiest cookie-cutters to fashion the barely sustainable
story that “Step Up” has. Substituting originality
for enthusiasm, what “Step Up” lacks in surprises,
it makes up for with a sense of commendable ferocity amidst
its tepid insights into racial and class disparity. And unifying
this disparity is what the movie tries so hard to thrust itself
at.
Using
a tried and overly tested template of romanticising the lives
of beautiful people from different sides of the economic pond,
“Step Up” brings them together while they leave
their problems behind in the wake of over-the-top dance numbers
and syrupy lessons about never giving up on dreams. After
all, what the movie preaches between the lines of each of
its hackneyed scenes are the possible enfranchisement of the
lower class through the only things that their situations
can afford them – music and dance.
The
newest ‘It’ boy, Channing Tatum partners up with
the dancer-actress Jenna Dewan, who was mostly recently cast
as supporting hot chica in “Take the Lead”, another
high-energy dance, cultural mish-mash morality tale. Dewan
now takes centre stage as the main hot chica, Nora, a poor
little rich girl with a suffocating parent (who actually come
across to be doing her more good than she realises) to Tatum’s
Tyler, the boy from the bad side of town with non-existent
parental units and wayward influences to contend with.
Like
its protagonists, the film naturally takes its cue from not
having something in common to blending these elements into
something cohesive and spectacular in respect to its dancing.
Tatum’s innocuous Eminem routine channels Vanilla Ice
more often than not as he parades his slew of urban hip-hop
in front of Dewan’s relatively urbane brand of ballet.
Through their own clichéd set of circumstances, both
teenyboppers get paired up for the big dance competition,
not only to seal the deal on their summer romance but to prove
something to those around them as well.
If
you need even more proof of the film’s credentials as
a cumulative hodgepodge of the dance movie oeuvre, its first-time
director and seasoned dance choreographer is Anne Fletcher
who has worked on the most successful of this increasingly
pervasive subgenre. Even more telling is that its scriptwriter
is Duane Adler, who has only penned “Save the Last Dance”
and its sequel. Drafting in choreographers and dancers is
not the film’s greatest insurance but it also brings
in reputable singers as supporting characters in up-and-coming
hip-hop stars such as Mario and established artists like Heavy
D. in awkward cameos.
With
no discernable chemistry between the 2 model/actors, the film
only has the strong and impressive kinaesthesia of its self-important
dance sequences to anchor itself to audiences. An almost insulting
array of stereotypes hinders the narrative’s movements
to the point of misstep but within its own context, the promise
of by-the-book predictability is the movie’s biggest
asset in regards to its viewers. It’s a generic, wholesome
means to an end for its unremarkable message and perhaps,
cynicism aside, might inspire somebody somewhere to live out
their dreams. Maybe.
Movie
Rating:
(Pure trite that never really transcends its material but
has a serviceable enough attention to detail when it comes
to its dance numbers)
Review by Justin Deimen
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