The folks out at Lions Gate sent out a copy of the Bratz 3-Movie Collection, for some reason, and I consider it a point of professional integrity to tackle whatever’s sent my way. And as such, I tuck into this very, very niche product with predictable results. The Bratz 3-Movie Collection is comprised of three movies–much as the title suggests–and we’ll be tackling each in this week’s multi-review.
First we kick off with the first such Bratz movie ever–Bratz: Starrin & Stylin. More about that title in a minute. This one follows a group of girls who have been best friends for a long time. And just before their prom, they’ve been hit with an unexpected assignment on the topic of self expression, and with their prom coming up, this assignment promises to make their lives very difficult, at least until they discover that their primary mode of self-expression also fits into prom clothes, which is handy to say the least.
Never mind that the characters aren’t just in the Uncanny Valley, they’re sufficiently in it to own a time share. It’s the plot of this one that gets me. It’s reasonably acceptable–nothing particularly wrong with it–but it’s a pretty weak plot all the same. I mean, we’re talking about four girls who are trying to complete an assignment in high school. What’s the sequel, they go to the grocery store to buy a chocolate bar? Oh, no, wait! In the next one they mow the lawn! Actually, the next one in the series will make up for the first’s frightening lack of vision, but will replace a lack of vision with a lack of plausibility.
Bratz: Rock Angels brings us back to Bratz turf, where now they’ve started a fashion magazine. And with that, they set out to get backstage at a rock concert and deliver the first post-concert report, thus drawing much-needed attention to their fledgling publication. But when the concert proves impossible to get into, the Bratz are going to have to carry out a little inventiveness to save the day.
This one is actually worse in terms of plot. See, I’m supposed to actually believe that a bunch of teenage girls started a fashion magazine? Really? Where did they get that kind of cash? And while this is a startup magazine–outlandish enough in its own right–now we’re supposed to believe that that their twenty minute old magazine is sufficient to get them backstage at what is said to be a fairly major rock show? And then, when they find out that they can’t get backstage (and not because no one takes a magazine started by four teenage girls yesterday seriously, either), they start a band on the spot just to pull it off. There are more holes in this movie’s plot than a block of Swiss cheese at a shooting range.
Lastly, we have Bratz: Genie Magic, which this time takes us out to meet a new friend of the Bratz girls, Katia. Katia’s got some reality-warping powers, though she’s been using them with a faux-government agency under her father’s supervision. But straining at the bit, what with being the only teenage girl in an environment full of scientists and secret evil geniuses causes her to snap and run off. Now with reality being warped in a whole different direction, the Bratz girls will have to work, once again, together in a bid to ensure the survival of the very earth.
And now we top off the sheer bizarre with this one, the one that requires us to accept magic. Well, it’s bizarre, sure enough, but at least this one lacks the plot holes thanks to the ever popular “a wizard did it” excuse, though it’ll actually be a genie involved. When you introduce magic into the plot, you’re pretty much wide open to do whatever the hell you want vis-a-vis the narrative, logic be quite thoroughly damned. After all, who is anyone, even me, to say, hey, wait a minute–wizards / genies / goblins / whatever can’t do that! You can’t. No one can. It’s the best cheat ever, and because they used it, it lowers them a notch in my book, if such a thing were even possible.
And there you have it…three preposterous titles that I wouldn’t let within a country mile of my house if not for professional reasons. Granted, if you’re a twelve year old girl, you’ll probably get a kick out it. Maybe you’ll even find them inspirational. But for anyone else? They’re just not going to fly. The series gets progressively worse the farther in it goes, and considering how low the whole thing started out at, well, there’s nothing quite like watching a movie series not only find the bottom of the barrel, but promptly decide to exercise its substantial “girl power” to start digging.