Pitch Perfect

Oh I do love film with a shambolic sense of Hollywood irony, and in this case, for a film that has a whole scene lambasting movies for having predictable endings, Pitch Perfect certainly flies in the face of its own advice. Despite the rather inevitable conclusion though, it does a relatively good job at keeping the entertainment level high for the necessary 112 minutes. Obviously, the film itself was always going to draw comparisons to Glee, which is wholly understandable given that Pitch Perfect's storyline effectively plays out as the whole first season in little over an hour and a half. Throw in some more hit than miss Dodgeball-esque humour and the sheer variety of well-written characters, (including plenty enough eye-candy regardless of sexuality) and actually what could very easily have been written off as a movie cash in of a popular TV genre quite capably stands on its own two feet.

I have no idea whose hand that is on the right hand side, but this scene was evidently a great deal more homoerotic than I remember it...