How She Move Movie Review
As a movie buff who strives to keep things fresh on a movie website that has so many competitors, I have fallen into the unsavory habit of watching just about any mainstream release, even if I know it's going to be a complete waste of time. I do feel an obligation to write about not only the good movies but the bad ones as well, and it is certainly more fun to write about the bad ones. Still, one can wonder why I bother with the films that are knowingly so bad that most people won't watch them anyway... Am I saving other people by watching a bad movie first and then writing about it? Maybe, but in this case, I'm not so sure.
I just watched How She Move, a movie I knew would be bad. After all, the flick is about a young woman who decides to give in to her dream and enter a street dancing competition. It is full of inspirational, "I need to do this!" lines and other dialogue that makes you question whether someone, even in a bad neighborhood, would actually give a damn. Furthermore, currently, the movie is ranked #12 worst all time on IMDB.com's Bottom 100, pretty much a guarantee that the film is going to be a waste of time. One of the genres IMDB lists for How She Moves is even Blaxploitation.
In reality, How She Move isn't that bad. I've seen far worse, and a movie about competitive dancing, while inane, is hardly something that is completely unbearable to watch. That being said, the movie is pretty bad. The movie is full of cliches, so-so acting, a weak script and a story that screams of a thousand movies just like it. Hell, even the title is lame. The way that the dancing is beefed up to make it seem like nothing else in the world matters is laughably bad, and some of the characters even get into dance fights; when two girls go at it, instead of pulling at each other's hair, they instead start whipping out the dance moves. Right.
The worst part is that the dancing itself just isn't very interesting. I'm not saying I could do it - because I definitely can't - and the style of dancing, "step dancing," I think, obviously takes skill, but ultimately, it just looks a little bit retarded. There are some cool moves, but it doesn't have the excitement factor of break dancing or the intimacy of some other styles; it pretty much looks like cheerleader routines on crack, and that's not a compliment.
So, ultimately, How She Moves is a terrible, "serious" remake of Bring it On, only modified to make a quick buck off unsuspecting urban audiences. While I wouldn't say it's the worst of these, How She Move is another stinker of a film that seems to reinforce the belief that inner city blacks have nothing more to live for than winning a useless dance competition.
Review by Erik Samdahl unless otherwise indicated.