So Undercover

So, Three Word Reviewer says my summary says it all! Miley, who is so out there, and so in front of all of us, like way more than what we want (tmi, Miley) is undercover! As a sorority girl, no less! Has Miley even gone to college? Does she need to? First, we're asked to believe that Miley is a private eye--more or less, someone that snaps pix of cheating couples, all in support of poor old dad, who is a boozing, gambling shell of himself since he got kicked off the police force. He's trying to get back in somehow, by being a bottom feeder private eye. Then, we're asked to believe that the FBI has seen her stellar work as a teen photog in truck stop diners, and they desperately need her to infiltrate a sorority house to help some sorority chick whose daddy is a mob boss. They're willing to pay her big bucks, which of course she has to take because old boozing daddy just lost a bucket at the racetrack. THEN, we're asked to believe that after oh what, ten minutes, no, I'll be generous, a half day of FBI training, tough-talking, motorcycle-riding Miley is ready to be a sorority girl. This is of course, a transformation, a la Eliza Doolittle, because we all know sorority girls are all the same, and they all talk, like, so unbelievably real. And they're all bitches...and dumb...and vain. (But secretly majoring in chemistry). So yeah, the story makes no sense, and it's not supposed to.

It's your fault-you chose to see this movie, knowing that Miley Cyrus is a private eye that becomes an FBI agent, posing as a sorority girl. And yeah, you'd have a right to be mad if you walked into this movie not knowing that. But odds are, you knew that walking in. And so, since you knew that...guess what?? It's not that bad! She's likable...yes, I said it. And she's a better actress than Britney or Mariah. The movie is fun. You can't be mad, because it's not a serious movie. Yes, you can be mad when you are ready for a serious movie, and there are plot holes galore. But this is not a serious movie, nor does it pretend to be. So, sit back, be entertained, and don't worry about the plot holes-worry about plot holes for a serious movie. It plays, don't think about it, watch it when you're hungover and need mindless entertainment. Because that is how it works. And the Miley in this movie is the Miley we want to know...it's not a star vehicle, she doesn't sing, and she really doesn't overact. Honestly, I can see a future for the girl if she ever wants to bust out some serious acting chops.

So Undercover is not a good movie, but it is not the worst. There were several things that happened in other chick flicks too. It can get a bit overtiring. However, this movie is weirdly comforting. The dynamics between sorority girls are a bit different. The plot was interesting, but it is not executed well enough. I give it 6 out of 10.

Molly Morris (Miley Cyrus) is a private investigator working with her dad ex-Dallas cop Sam (Mike O'Malley). FBI Agent Armon Ranford (Jeremy Piven) is working a case against the Georgian mafia and he needs her to watch over college girl Alex Patrone (Lauren McKnight). Alex is the daughter of an important witness and she may be holding some evidence. Sam continues to gamble and Molly needs money to pay off the debt. The grimy Molly has to infiltrate a sorority.

This starts off as somewhat serious. That could actually work but it goes kind of silly. The girls are either Bs or really stupid. This feels like there are two movies trying to come out on top. It's not silly enough to be Disney teen frivolity. It's definitely not serious but the camera sometimes use shaky hand held style. The styles are all wrong and conflict with each other. It's like somebody thought that Hannah Montana needs to be filmed by Paul Greengrass. If they wanted to do a realistic movie, that would be interesting to see. It would be like Veronica Mars goes to college. Also the name of the movie is horrible and somebody should be fired for it.

Alright, well I must say that I can't claim to be overly familiar with Miley Cyrus's former work, aside from the occasional zapping across her Hannah Montana stuff on TV, and knowing that she sings as well. And I didn't realize that she was in this movie before I started to question whether or not it was actually her whilst she was doing the stunts on the hotel balconies.

That being said, then you shouldn't be intimidated or scared away from watching "So Undercover" just because Miley Cyrus is in it, because the girl can actually act, and she does have a certain charm to her as well.

I thoroughly enjoyed this movie, because it was fun, and it was well put together, and the story was interesting enough, despite it being a late teenage comedy. But Jeremy Piven and Mike O'Malley also helped the movie along quite nicely.

Forget about Hannah Montana and try not to let the overshadowing stereotype that Miley Cyrus is stuck in overcast your opinion when you watch this movie, because it is actually a great fun ride for people of all ages.

Once in a while we need a teeny bopper chick flick to update us on the lingua franca used by youths today, so from Clueless which led the contingent in the mid 90s, we now have Miley Cyrus doing the same with her new film So Undercover, which is based on the cliché laden premise of a cop of sorts, because of one's still youthful attributes, getting assigned as an undercover on a mission back in school, and taking to it like a fish out of water, having to relive bad memories and experiences, encounter romance with either a fellow student or teacher, and get to save the day.

Making things worse is having to be assigned to a sorority of sisters in the KKZ sorority house, being amongst yet another group of clichéd characters who are the usual vain pots, bimbos, back stabbing rich kids who dream of Bentleys and having to marry scions of senators, spending time dolling up than actually studying in school. Is it the Hollywood cliché now that the nerds in writing departments actually get back at their high school or college nightmares through film in this fashion by painting everyone in sorority and fraternity houses as such? One can only guess.

In any case, Miley Cyrus plays Molly, a rather tom-boyish go-getter of a private investigator in her dad's small firm in Dallas, before getting hired by FBI agent Armon (Jeremy Piven) to assist in a case involving the mob, a key witness, the witness' daughter Alex (Lauren McKnight) and some ledgers. Needing the money to bail her dad out of trouble, Molly accepts the role, gets transformed into college student complete with wardrobe, accessories, vehicle and weapons, to investigate into anything that's out of the ordinary. Nothing is out of bounds when required to use her skills to break into fellow sisters' rooms and rummage through their belongings, for clues of anyone being a suspect waiting in the wings to get at Alex.

Expect the usual episodes complete with the quintessential bimbo (Megan Park) written into the story just for weak laughs, the easily envious head of the sorority house (Eloise Mumford) ever looking over her shoulder for threats to her power, and well, the rest of the forgettable actresses in thankless roles that you won't remember much of once you step out of the cinema hall. Romance comes in the form of Cameron (Cameron Deane Stewart), being probably the only guy in college who rides a Triumph motorcycle, together with tons of red herrings that pop up now and then to keep one guessing in this tired tale of who-could-be- whom, and for Molly to show off some deducting skills every now and then, while frequently tripping up over the latest girly lingo, which isn't too funny nor going to be included in the Oxford anytime soon.

There's a neat plot development in the film for the final act that finally lifted the narrative from its lacklustre slumber, but that was too little too late, and unfortunately didn't hold up to scrutiny because it introduced a gaping plot loophole involving resource issues. I'm not quite sure who the intended demographic is for this film, because Miley Cyrus fans would already get it that she's trying to move further away from her Hannah Montana days by taking on roles that are less saccharine sweet, but skirting around characters like this one won't do her film career any good. She probably needs to tackle stronger dramatic roles if given a chance to really break out of her stereotype.