When Step Up was released in 2006 with a pre-fame Channing Tatum, there was little need for a plot or character development but they included it anyway – and the movie, along with the hip-hop/ballet moves, was actually really good. Six years and three sequels later, that effort has slowly diminished; at this point in the franchise it's 100% about the dancing and nothing else. Subsequently Miami Heat is essentially the cinematic version of 'So You Think You Can Dance', albeit without the talentless gits that hog the early episodes for comedic value. The high-concept toe-tapping sequences come thick and fast and mercifully keep the acting and dialogue to a minimum, however the sheer implausibility of the set pieces – called "protest art" or some crap – grinds over time. Fans of the series can kick back and enjoy, all others should give it a miss.
Review of Step Up Revolution
