Our sixth, maybe seventh, favourite on-screen singing band, The Bella’s, have moved on with their lives, all having gone their separate ways after the events of the last film. Beca (Anna Kendrick) has recently lost her job, while roommate Fat Amy (Rebel Wilson) is still struggling to find one. When ex-Bella (I guess? Even though she was literally initiated in the final scene of the last film) Emily (Hailee Steinfeld) invites the Bella’s to reunite and watch her perform live, jealousy and unspoken anger brews within them. They may have moved on with their lives, but it certainly hasn’t made them happier.
It’s wild. One might even say too wild. Pitch Perfect 3 is ridiculous in all the right and wrong ways, where there’s some fun to be had, but while you’re having this fun you’ll be questioning whether anything you’re watching is actually happening or if it’s some weird drug-induced dream you had back in college. They gave out vibrant coloured donuts before the premiere and now I’m starting to question what ingredients they put inside them. Or maybe I just have a soft spot inside my heart for Rebel Wilson charging down boats John Wick-style and kicking some serious ass. It’s a soft spot I never knew I had.
Sadly, as well, it does feel a little over-crowded, and despite the film’s best efforts to turn these characters into one-time jokes, they’re still nothing more than one-time jokes. The rest of their screen time sees most of the Bella’s awkwardly standing around waiting for one of the main cast members to do something, and even then, none of them feel all that relevant. It’s Beca’s story through and through, despite an admittedly interesting sub-plot between Rebel Wilson and her absent father, played by John Lithgow. Her arc is coming to a close and it’s a decent send off for her character… until the film rakes in the money and a fourth installment is green lit.
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