Who's in It: Antonio Banderas, Alfre Woodard, Yaya DaCosta, Lauren Collins
The Basics: Ballroom dance instructor takes hip-hop detention kids and teaches them to fox trot. Then they go to the competition and show up the squares. I know that no one I've ever met has experienced this sort of thing, but it must happen a lot or they wouldn't keep making movies about the loving instructor and his ragtag group of misfits, right?
What's the Deal? There's this super-dorky part in the movie in which the kids introduce old Antonio to mash-ups, and then they all dance to one. (Here's where I explain "mash-up" for you people who are out of it: It's parts of two songs played together at the same time, like taking Destiny's Child's "Bootylicious" and laying it over Nirvana's "Smells Like Teen Spirit." Go download it if you don't believe me.) Anyway, you realize that the whole movie is itself a mash-up of other films like Rocky, Mad Hot Ballroom, Dangerous Minds, Stand and Deliver, Shall We Dance and all sports movies.
Example of Stupid Dialogue:
Antonio: What I teach has value.
Thug Kid: Not where I live.
Equally Dumb Subplot: Depressed rich girl (Lauren Collins, a k a Paige from Degrassi: The Next Generation) joins the poor kids for lessons, and they all learn from each other.
Oh, by the Way: Maybe I forgot to mention that I'm totally in love with this piece-of-crap movie. Because I am. I don't have a good reason. It just made me go "Awwww!" in spite of myself. I think Larry the Cable Guy: Health Inspector put me in a weakened state.