OK. Loud and proud. (gulp). My name is YLM and I Am A Secret Fan of High School Musical. (blush)
Yes, it's shameful. Especially as I have been going around heaping scorn on this pre-tweeny craze. I have, I admit, acted like a S'Mother, sneering silently at parents who allow their precious angels to have contact with this new Scourge of the Nation. And, ultra shame on me, this was all without watching the offending film or even knowing much about it except that it's about kids in high school (cleverly deduced from the title) and reading something about how the star of the film, Gabrielle or something, is also the star of another less well-known movie available exclusively online...
Anyway, Firstborn was gifted with the offending film for her birthday recently and after much pestering, I agreed to curl up on the sofa with the nippers and watch it.
I loved it.
It's naff. It's cheesy. The lyrics and the dance routines are brilliantly terrible (especially the bit where a tortured Troy dances around the basketball court trying to rap... hilarious). Troy looks like he's about to do a poo when he hits the high notes. Gabrielle only has two facial expressions - sad-eyed Bambi or gurning grin. The baddies are high-camp slapstick. The whole thing is so thigh-slapping funny I was chuckling well after the credits had rolled. In short, a laugh-a-minute darned fine movie.
High School Musical - I salute you!
(Does anyone know where I can find an adult sized version of the High School Musical cheerleader dress-up costume? Too fabulous.)