Artistic Roll Call - An Attack

While picking up Andrew last night, he drew my attention to the television screen which was showing a movie trailer commercial thing. I watched as a bunch of youth pop culture stereotypes ran their mouths about how they were the best at something (which had yet to be revealed), and how they were "callin' challengers out" ... to "throw down" in competition. I wasn't really sure what I was looking at, but the frames to follow held the answer. I watched as a handful of youth pop culture stereotypes performed what looked to be a variety of "pop-and-lock" routines that apparently represent the new age of dance. It seems the movie industry decided that they hadn't catered enough to youth's special interest in steaming piles of shit, and decided to make a film (no wait, that's to nice).... a MOVIE which bears a striking resemblance to the Wade Robson Project.

For those of you not familiar with the Wade Robson Project, it is a show on MTV where dancers are pitted against one another in a warehouse setting, where they compete for the praise of Wade Robson and his alleged fans by virtue of their kickin' dance moves. I've never looked to MTV as a purveyor of quality television. For quite some time, MTV has been scraping the bottom of the barrel when it comes to the artistic standards of their on air personalities and content. With the Wade Robson Project however, we find that MTV has in fact surveyed the underside of the barrel, and decided that some malformed protein growths forming on this dimly lit underbelly of horror, are worth producing for television.

"MTV is to music, what KFC is to CHICKEN!!!"
- Lewis Black

...anyway, it appears that Hollywood in its infinite wisdom has decided that 'pop-and-lock'ers represent a large enough market segment, and that a film of this nature should in fact produce revenue for an industry being torn to shreds by the evils of file-sharing. But I don't want to get off topic here... I'm greatly concerned about the artistic standards of the average American these days, and I'm really hoping that this movie does as bad as a hope it will. Frankly, I don't see that the MPAA (Motion Picture Association of America) would have anything to bitch about profit-wise, if they stopped allowing such tasteless pits of sub-standard storytelling to invade the screens of my local movie house.

The crowning spectacle on this whole thing is the title of the movie. Are you sitting down? If you have a seatbelt and even a glimmer of faith left in humanity... NOW might be a good time to strap in. The title being scribed to this masterpiece is You Got Served. Do I need to repeat that? YOU GOT SERVED!!! ugh... Does someone want to tell me how shit like this gets past the censors? And who made the call, giving the director or House Party 4: Down to the Last Minute another shot at obscurity?

If anyone goes to see this flick, taking the story and content seriously, and not to lather it in merciless ridicule... you are cordially invited to remove yourself from the artistic roll call!!