HERE IS an odd thing. At time of writing, How She Move, a low- budget Canadian dance flick that has received decent reviews on its US release, resides in the all-time bottom five films as rated by visitors to the Internet Movie Database.
It is rapidly gaining on The Hottie and the Nottie. I smell an organised campaign.
The best way to respond to this childishness is to buy a ticket for the film. As well as helping to frustrate jobless malcontents, you may actually find yourself enjoying a pleasant evening out. How She Move will certainly not win any prizes for the originality of its plot, but it features wonderfully noisy dance routines and is rather brilliantly acted by an attractive cast comprising both amateurs and professionals.
You already know what happens. A good-looking kid with a sassy attitude needs a sum of money to escape the streets where her sister succumbed to drug addiction. Just as all seems lost, a dance competition with a healthy prize fund looms. Here, the kid is the mind-bendingly lithe Rutina Wesley and the cash is needed to pay for her tuition to a posh school.
Even before that internet campaign began, How She Move was never going to take as much money as the recent Step Up 2 the Streets. But, offering a rare portrait of life among Canada's West Indian community, it emerges as a much funkier, earthier entertainment than that piece of weightless fluff. Vote with your wallet.
