Movie Review - How She Move
Director: Ian Iqbal Rashid Cast: Tre Armstrong, Rutina Wesley, Dwain Murphy
The second in a duo of dance movies released early this month, How She Move attempts to be a gritty, passionate film based in the seedy little world of underground dance, or step to put it more accurately. But where the movie fails is in its inability to deliver anything new or exciting- it just leads you quietly down the well-trodden path of predictability.
Our protagonist is the Jamaican-American Raya (Rutina Wesley), a smart girl who returns to her poor neighbourhood high-school after a year at a swanky private school only to find her old friends reject her due to her success and ambition. Apparently she ain’t ‘street’ enough anymore. So in a world where conflicts are resolved by dance-offs, sorry step-offs, Raya attempts to up her cred and prove that she can hold her own in the big, bad world of step. So with this absolutely dynamite plot set up for us we are in for a hell of a ride right?! HA! The only thing that’s worse than its paper-thin plot is its wildly unimaginative ending. The movie is littered in cliché characters and plot-devices which give you the feeling of having seen it all before. And to top it all off several of the dance scenes (when mixed with some freaky camera angles) tend to resemble epileptic fits instead of controlled, impressive movements. I must admit however, there are one or two striking dance sequences towards the end but you still feel as if you are watching an extended R&B music video.
The movie boasts a largely unknown cast who, despite their talents on the d-floor, never really get going. Their performances are neither inspiring nor entertaining; they seem to just run through the motions. The trailer tends to present How She Move as a fast-paced flick with attitude a-plenty, but in reality it’s a dud- not firing a shot whatsoever. You get more attitude in Coronation Street.
Our protagonist is the Jamaican-American Raya (Rutina Wesley), a smart girl who returns to her poor neighbourhood high-school after a year at a swanky private school only to find her old friends reject her due to her success and ambition. Apparently she ain’t ‘street’ enough anymore. So in a world where conflicts are resolved by dance-offs, sorry step-offs, Raya attempts to up her cred and prove that she can hold her own in the big, bad world of step. So with this absolutely dynamite plot set up for us we are in for a hell of a ride right?! HA! The only thing that’s worse than its paper-thin plot is its wildly unimaginative ending. The movie is littered in cliché characters and plot-devices which give you the feeling of having seen it all before. And to top it all off several of the dance scenes (when mixed with some freaky camera angles) tend to resemble epileptic fits instead of controlled, impressive movements. I must admit however, there are one or two striking dance sequences towards the end but you still feel as if you are watching an extended R&B music video.
The movie boasts a largely unknown cast who, despite their talents on the d-floor, never really get going. Their performances are neither inspiring nor entertaining; they seem to just run through the motions. The trailer tends to present How She Move as a fast-paced flick with attitude a-plenty, but in reality it’s a dud- not firing a shot whatsoever. You get more attitude in Coronation Street.
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