Week 47: High School Musical 3

MPAA#: 44768
Showtime: 9:40
Ticket price: 10.99
Seat: center middle
Shotgun: none
Attendance: 1
Weather: cool, clear
Food: Dr. Pepper, M&Ms
Expectations: very low
Met?: yes
Pre-show ads: Milk, Sobeys, Toyota, Telus
Trailers: The Tale of Despereaux, Marley and Me, Madagascar 2, Bedtime Stories, Bolt


The Walt Disney company presents High School Musical 3, the first (and presumably last) big screen treatment of their popular franchise starring Zac Efron and Vanessa Hudgins as this generation’s Frankie Avalon and Annette Funicello.

When I found out I would be seeing this film, my mind immediately started generating smartass jokes about how someone should write a musical about what really happens in high school: songs about worrying that your girlfriend is pregnant, that you have chlymadia, that you’re gay, that someone will beat you up in the washroom, that you’re going to fail History again. Then I realized that someone already has written that musical: it’s called Grease, and it is performed every year like clockwork at the high schools in my area.

Grease may seem a little corny to us now, over thirty years since its introduction, but it does have some serious issues at its heart, and most importantly for a musical, it has several memorable songs. That’s more than I can say for High School Musical 3, which has one or two catchy tunes at best. Zac Efron’s character, Troy Bolton, is struggling with the age-old problem of choosing between a basketball scholarship and a theatre scholarship (his decision? Both.)

I believe this is the first week all year that I have been the only person in Cinema 3. I’m sure part of the reason for that is the fact that the movie has been out for a month; but the biggest reason is probably the release of another teen sensation called Twilight. Apparently it’s about a mopey girl who moves to the Pacific Northwest and falls in love with a vampire; think Buffy and Angel on the big screen.

The wonderful thing about the teenage years is that you can stand between the wide-eyed innocence of a film like High School Musical 3 and the horror of Prom Night (the original version of which also debuted not long after Grease). Teenagers may not have a lot of real world experience, but they do have real problems, and they aren’t stupid; it’s a shame that so many films seem to assume otherwise.

Crowd reaction at end of movie: N/A.
Credit cookie?: no.
Opening next week: Transporter 3, Four Christmases, Milk, Australia
Please god, anything but: Four Christmases.


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2 Responses to Week 47: High School Musical 3

  1. John says:

    The most recent South Park did a spot-on skewering of the HM phenomenon. I was laughing so hard!

    I’ve often said that one of my biggest fears is that the world is going to turn into a musical and I’ll be the only one who can’t sing or dance. Hopefully this craze has run its course and the world can get on with itself.

  2. Scott says:

    I thought this was at least a musical about kids in HS trying to put on their HS Musical…little did I know it was just about the many troubles of the popular kids – who have a hard time choosing between scoring the winning basket, taking their sexy dates to the prom, and singing and dancing like supercelebrities. Great comparison with Grease – it may have its cornballaucity too, but at least there are some characters who look human (ie. odd enough to have problems). Also what is with this ‘everyone gets to be a super celebrity’ culture. Hurray for the next generation! They will save us through dance-pop and retail!

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