Raise Your Voice (2004)
Directed by Sean McNamara
Written by Mitch Rotter & Sam Schreiber

I have a pretty strong stomach—indeed, sometimes outright enthusiasm—for these teen-girl empowerment propaganda flicks, but Raise Your Voice was such horseshit that I couldn't even appreciate it on a fairy-tale level. Hilary Duff (whose upper arms I would just love to lick) is the requisite would-be "famous singer" with the requiste "overprotective dad" (these kinds of dads only exist in these kinds of movies … my dad could barely shake off his hangover enough to rouse me for school); she wants to go to a prestigious summer music program in LA; he pointlessly objects; her mom (Rita Wilson) stands by passively; a strange red-wine-swillin' woman (Rebecca DeMornay) whom I later determined to be her aunt, supports her "following her dream."

The music school is depicted as one of those places (again, that only exist in the movies) where absurdly precocious kids can improvise in every musical style simultaneously, and there is apparently only one student per talent (a violinist, a pianist, a "DJ," etc.). Hilary gradually overcomes her inhibitions and "raises her voice," so that in the big "talent show" scene, she even wins over the jaded LA hipster kids with her very Hilary Duff-esque pop. Even a smidgeon of a mite of realism would have been appreciated here.

Points to the film for abruptly killing off Jason Ritter in the first 15 minutes (as every film with the misfortune of having cast that guy should do), but big non-points for making his death a major emotional element of the plot. Though I was pleased that they did—as I jokingly suggested immediately after seeing his on-screen death—superimpose him as a "ghostly inspiration" to Hilary in the climactic scene.

Review by Magic Orlando