Wednesday, December 2, 2009

TV – Hannah Montana


☻☻☺☺☺
(two smiley faces out of five)

Since I just did an iCarly review, I thought I’d review Disney’s television sitcom offering to female ’tweens, Hannah Montana.

Only I ain’t gonna be quite so nice. In fact, I'm not even really sure why I'm giving this show two smiley faces instead of just one, except that it's so gosh-darned popular that I'm going to give millions of screaming little girls some benefit of the doubt.

Hannah Montana is about a 'tween girl, Miley Stewart (played by Miley Cirus, country star Billy Ray Cirus’ daughter), who lives a double life as a pop star. During her everyday life, she’s plain ol’ Miley Stewart with brown hair. But when it’s time for her to throw-down at a pop-country concert, she busts out her blonde wig and appears on stage as Hannah Montana. It’s this double life that allows Miley to have some privacy and friends.

Speaking of friends, Miley’s friends, Lily and Oliver, know her secret and keep it for her. Miley is also joined by her annoying older brother Jackson and her real-life father, who also plays her father on the show. Miley’s mother died a few years ago, but sometimes shows up in flashbacks and is played by Brooke Shields.

The main problem with Hannah Montana is the writing. It’s just terrible. It’s that same old tired, boring, trite sitcom writing that’s been employed by such “winners” as Three’s Company (yes America, I’m sorry to inform you that Three’s Company completely sucked), the Brady Bunch, Different Strokes and a whole litany of bad, bad, bad sitcoms that have been produced in this country over the years.

Hannah Montana plots are, in general, completely insipid and uninspired.

As far as the acting goes, Miley Cirus’ acting skills aren’t stellar, but I really think that she could move forward from this show and learn to be a competent actress. I think her dad does a pretty good job as an actor, as well. I also think that the periphery actors might be good, but it’s really hard to tell as they’re forced to work from scripts that are downright poopalicious.

Heaven help you if your daughter is a Hannah Montana fan. Your eyes might get stuck in the back of your head from all the rolling.

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