Of all the crazy franchises out there, the
Bring It On juggernaut may be the one I object to least, on grounds that it's harmless, and the original totally deserves its cult status. But does
everything have to be a musical? And is Lin-Manuel Miranda, overly lauded for what I thought was the derivative and deeply annoying
In the Heights (about which it should be said, the old lady's solo number is by FAR the best.) really the right person to bring high school girls' dialogue to the stage and translate it into music? What do you bet he finds some actress he thinks can rhyme and has her rap? Ugh. Some days, I wish I could be a cheer-tator, and that Broadway didn't function on the principles of cheerpitalism.