The phrase ‘Guilty Pleasures’ is often banded around and I suppose this is what the Step Up franchise is to me. It’s just a little light on the pleasure.
Step Up 4, as with all the other Step Up films, threads together a far-fetched and silly plot to ultimately get a group of exceptionally talented, and of course stunningly attractive, dancers performing hyper-choreographed routines in an attempt to ‘live the dream, stand up and be counted, do something that matters’ etc etc.. If you’ve seen one, you’ve seen em all.
It’s difficult to deny the brilliance of the slickly performed and expertly executed routines; arguably its the choreography that’s kept me coming back. The problem is that the dialogue is sickening, plot maddeningly stupid and I always get to the end and feel slightly sad at life.
Fantastic dancing. Awful film.