"Aca-awful" is about what Pitch Perfect 3 manages to be once the fat lady has sung. A disappointing end to what was once a delightful romp in the post-Glee world of Pentatonix and surrealist a cappella competitions. While the music is still fun and the deeply felt sisterhood of losers will pull at your heartstrings, this third encore is a wasted mess of energy and spunk.
Now living in the "real world" -- which still manages to be dripping with bougie white privilege, which one young woman sardonically sprinkles atop a customer's ice cream -- the Bellas have jobs they hate and desperately want to sing together again. After a failed reunion, Aubrey (Anna Camp) invites them to perform in a USO competition to win an opening gig for DJ Khaled. The plot progresses (rather, regresses) into a nonsensical series of disasters and showstoppers, involving Fat Amy's (Rebel Wilson) criminal stalker dad (John Lithgow), Aubrey's absent-daddy issues, Chloe (Brittany Snow) falling in love with their soldier guard Chicago, and Beca (Anna Kendrick) navigating the waters of romance and personal musical success independent from the group.
It's all a fun romp until it isn't. At least not for the audience, who is forced to watch gimmick after contrivance from performers whose hearts just can't be in it anymore. The dazzling lights and toe-tapping beats would be nice for background noise during a party or as you fall asleep after too many mojitos, but that's about as far as these pitches will take you. Bye, Bellas!
IMDb: Pitch Perfect 3
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