You'd be amazed how vital drinking several Rock Star Vodka and Pomegranates can be to the movie-viewing process. Were it not for those tasty beverages, I would have suffered immeasurably through a complete viewing of Peyton Reed's treatise on cheerleading choreography, Bring It On. Wow, Kirsten Dunst is really bad here, but with alcohol, all is forgiven. And what's with Eliza Dushku's permanent-wet-hair-meets-dreadlocks look? At least Jesse Bradford's mugging reminds me of a much-younger version of Don McKellar and that's good enough for a CanCon reference. Just one of those nights where you just can't be bothered to watch something worthwhile.