Battle of the Year
There’s plenty of stepping up and getting served in Battle of the Year, the latest off the recent assembly line of hip-hop dance flicks.
Like those it imitates, the film includes some energetic dance sequences and formulaic plotting that culminate in the obligatory final competition.
The film essentially is a fictionalized version of the documentary Planet B-Boy, and marks the feature debut of its director, Benson Lee. However, this remake is not only unnecessary, but self-serving as well, since the original film is referenced several times through dialogue and archival footage.
The story centers on the build-up to the titular annual competition in Europe, which matches the world’s best breakdancing teams. The dancing style originated in New York, but since its spread around the world, the American team has struggled, much to the chagrin of team sponsor Dante (Laz Alonso).
As a method of reclaiming the trophy, Dante reaches out to Jason (Josh Holloway), who was once one of the world’s top B-boys but has retreated into alcoholism and isolation after a family tragedy. Josh reluctantly agrees to coach the ragtag squad, but his demanding approach makes it clear he will not tolerate squabbling and horseplay as he tries to build a successful team.
About the only highlight is the impressive choreography, which is demonstrated in several extended dance numbers and split-screen training montages that showcase the dexterity and athleticism of the participants.
Many of the featured dancers are actual B-boys who also made appearances in the documentary, not including singer and dancer Chris Brown, who portrays a talented but rebellious loose cannon. The multicultural cast is likely intended to maximize the youthful target audience.
However, the script is loaded with underdog clichés, along with a silly redemption subplot involving Jason that strains to be inspirational. Of course, in this oversaturated age of competition-based reality shows on television, there’s also that angle.
It’s predictable from start to finish, lacks any subtlety or surprise, and for some reason is in 3D as well. Even if most of the characters remain undeveloped, at least the pace stays lively throughout.
The film is a celebration of B-boy culture that likely will only preach to the converted. The uninitiated will probably find the whole thing ridiculous. While the art form can’t be easily dismissed, the movie itself is a different story.
Rated PG-13, 109 minutes.