FJ2K, the American Idol musical, finally worked its way to the top of my Netflix queue when I wasn't looking. Perfect timing, really, as the new season is just heating up and I'm stuck at home this VD/Prez weekend with an annoying cold.
So here are a few notes. C'mon, you know you've always wondered....
The plot is nearly non-existent, and the atrocious writing doesn't help it make any more sense, but the musical numbers are cheese-tastic. There are a couple groovy dance numbers ("The Bounce" and "Brighter Star") where everyone is dancing in unison, and I'm a total sucker for that. But all the songs sound like they were written for a 1970's rip-off of a Xanadu sequel, composed on a Casio and recorded in a four-track home studio. Pleasant, but forgettable.
Justin doesn't ever take off his shirt, probably because he's such a scarecrow compared to the rest of the beefcake in the movie. Kelly is also far and away the most modestly dressed woman on the beach, but this fits her character as it is "developed" in the "story."
High School Musical minus Grease plus MTV's Spring Break divided by Blue Crush factored by an early Britney video equals FJ2K.
There should be a whole series of these: From Jordin to Blake; From Carrie to Bo; From Ruben to Clay; From David to David....
The Big Finish in FJ2K is a remake of "That's the Way I Like It" by KC and the Sunshine Band that goes all hip-hop in the middle. It kinda looks like one of those Ford commercials they do with the finalists.
My final verdict: Lots of good looking people in beach attire, some fun dancing. With no other assets, I recommend watching only the group musical numbers, and maybe a couple of the romantic duets if you're a Kelly Clarkson fan.
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