Bracketed with a nudge and a wink, High School Musical may promise more than it actually offers. There isn’t a trace of irony in this film – no pedestal of spin from which the postmodern viewer can mock the product created to entertain them. In that sense, it’s a refreshingly pure and unpretentious cinematic offering, but still the most excruciating thing I’ve sat through since my last trip to the dentists. Correction, the most excruciating thing I’ve sat through since Instinct.
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