Darren Grant’s film about Lauryn, a small-town girl from Indiana who goes off to wild and wicked Chicago to become a dancer, is so predictable that you know exactly what’s going to happen at any given minute. That, of course, is what some people like and, provided the movie is professionally done, it really doesn’t matter.
This one is smooth as silk though Mary Elizabeth Winstead in the leading role seems better at cabaret-style dancing than acting out the drama. She is, however, no worse than John Reardon as the DJ at Ruby’s nightclub who falls for her, though his applied charm gets more and more irritating.
The story has Lauryn, book-keeper at her brother’s almost bankrupt garage, failing her audition at the Chicago School of Dance, doing the accounts for Ruby’s and one-night-standing in for a dancer who doesn’t turn up. Naturally, the audience goes wild and eventually she books another audition. Guess what happens this time round, but don’t ask me — I made my excuses and left.
Make It Happen
Cert: PG
