A tired retread of better jokes in the first two movies, this drags along to an admittedly heartwarming conclusion. But it’s a good thing this caps the trilogy because it’s coasting on fumes.
The Bellas end on a reasonably high note in this cheesy and diverting 'threequel'.
Off-key warbling en masse.
Throwing all plausibility in the bin, the Bellas take on a whistlestop European tour of military bases in their third outing, which somehow stays in tune.
This is a film produced, directed, written by and starring women and in which the men who do feature are just there as filler. That is admirable but it’s a pity that the storytelling in Pitch Perfect 3 is so absolutely off key.
Pitch imperfect: this last (?) encore feels a little tired, but fans will still feel the urge to raise their lighters/glowing phones.
It feels as if this party is over and it is time to call it a day.
An a cappella troupe fixate on their glory days, and who can blame them.
General release. Check local listings for show times.