Directed by Peyton Reed, starring Kirsten Dunst, Eliza Dushku, Gabrielle Union, Jesse Bradford.
Head, shoulders and pom-poms above the competition, five-time National Cheerleading Champs, the Rancho Carne High Toros, await title No 6 under the head cheerleadership of Torrance Shipman (Kirsten Dunst). However, when one of their key players breaks a leg, the Toros' victory hangs in the balance. One hackneyed audition sequence later, the squad finds a replacement in the form of the feisty Missy (Eliza Dushku). With Missy on side, everything appears to be looking up - until tragedy strikes for the second time.
Unbeknown to the Toros, Torrance's predecessor has been stealing their award-winning cheers from a nearby inner-city squad, the Clovers. Straight out of (East) Compton, the Clovers had been prevented from competing due to lack of funding, allowing their more advantaged, less talented rivals' deception to go undetected. But this year, with sponsorship from Oprah, they're going to give it a twirl. Can Torrance devise an original new routine, avert a mutiny within the ranks, cope with the heartbreak of a failed relationship and develop her burgeoning new romance with Missy's older brother - before the final?
Free time fodder for the MTV generation, Bring it On runs like a feature length Britney video, with a plot only slightly more complex. Abandoning attempts at satire fairly early in the game, any comic potential dies in a flurry of Valley Girl dialogue, short skirts, bare midriffs and toothpaste smiles. Hailing from the 30-seconds-left-in-the-grand-final-and-the-score-stands-at-a-draw school of script-writing, Bring It On fills the eye with candy, but leaves the mind in search of the hot dog man.