Whoops! My silly mistake. That's not Bring It On, that's "Turn It On Again" by Genesis. Still. Great song, huh?
Read the comments on Chris Sims's Bring It On posts and you'll soon see that not everyone is on board with Bring It On Week, however. Why all the hate, folks? Certainly the animosity towards the celebration of Bring It On Week is a cudmugeonly affliction right up there with Scrooge's hatred of Christmas and Russ Cargill's loathing of Arbor Day. What these haters need is a night-time visitation by spectral spirits (preferably in cheerleading uniforms) to teach them the goodness and joy of our nation's most popular holiday, Bring It On Week. Well, I'd visit y'all myself if I had time and if my tiny pleated skirt and middie-top was back from the dry cleaners, but instead I'll settle for pointing out just why anyone who enjoys comic books ought to be diggin' Bring It On Week with a fervor and passion that approaches Superman's Birthday or Star Wars Life Day or The Day That Kitty Pryde Finally Did It With Colossus Thanks to Joss Whedon. Don't believe me? Why, consider this:
Bring It On is practically the same thing as X-Men.
Gasp! you say. No way, bub! you exclaim. By the White Wolf! you opine. But it's true: watch Bring It On and read enough issues of X-Men (Uncanny, Astonishing, or adjectiveless, take yer pick) and pretty soon you won't be able to tell which is which. For example, look closely and you'll see that Bring It On's Rancho Carne High School was, like the School for Gifted Youngsters, also founded by Charles Xavier:
More specifically, Bring It On is, like X-Men, the saga of a team of approximately three hundred seventy-eight gifted teens:
...led by a most unusual and special instructor:
Joining this very special team occasional involves a humiliating and dangerous form of hazing:
One day, the team decides to hold tryouts for a new member:
Whoops, that's not X-Men. Well, close enough.
In order to keep the team from being too whitebread, of course the new member is a total badass:
But it doesn't take much to convince that badass to sign up and slip into the team uniform of red or yellow spandex:
Occasionally, one of the "good girl" members totally flips out and goes bat-crap crazy:
Oh hey, check it out: this guy's totally wearin' my New York City subway line:
Well, anyway, at some point in the story, you jus' know they're all gonna have to face off against their bitter rivals:
But they triumph, thanks to their unique skills and the expert moves they've trained and honed under fire...
...and through the wonder of Spirit Hands!
Thus...Bikini Car Wash!
So, in conclusion: Bring It On = X-Men.
Oh, and also: my Uncle Earl is in it:
So, ask yourself the question, bub...are you ready to Bring It On?
13 comments:
Fantastic.
I hate Dunst.
That was epic.
Oh my god. It's spreading. A little stuffed bull, too, Sims? At long last, have you no decency?
...Well. Nuke the internet from orbit. It's the only way to be sure.
[quietly adds Bring It On 1-4 to his netflix queue]
The Torrance/Dark Phoenix captions had me rolling on the floor, bout that wouldn't have some even an adorable stuffed bull if you had not included Eliza Dushku in car wash scene. Wowza. Thankfully, that crisis was averted. You have my gratitude. (BTW, stick-figure car wash scenes-NEVER as good-check ISB to verify)
Bravo, my little stuffed friend.
Oh, Bully. The chocolate chip pancakes are on me.
almost all the bokinis are drawn by jim lee. right?
It has truly been brung!
The sculptor really made that Mr. Weatherbee statue look slim!
(I've said it before and I'll say it again: When it comes to ALT attributes, Bully, you stand alone.)
HA, great comparison. But, your Uncle Earl has to get off the sauce. He's looking like one loco toro.
You brought it on bull, you brought it on.
One discrepancy. The X-Men whine more than real cheerleaders.
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