In case you were curious, Megan Seling lets you know what’s up:
The saving grace of Fired Up! is that the movie knows what a vapid piece of shit it appears to be. Just like Bring It On, the best cheerleading movie ever, Fired Up! is in on the joke. And it has to be, to see any success at all with a plot about two mildly attractive teenage boys who attend a national cheerleading camp with the simple goal of getting laid.
What I appreciated most was that even though the dudes are complete players, the girls see through their ploy and let them have their fun—though they’d happily sleep with either guy even without the trite comparisons of eyes to stars and all that shit. These girls know what they’re doing (thank Christ), and they wanna get laid as much as anyone.
Read the whole thing here.
