dir. Matthew Diamond
Mitchie (Demi Lovato) is a young aspiring singer. When her chef mother gets a job catering for a musical summer camp, she takes the additional benefit of discounted fees and comes along. Mitchie’s main motivations in the film are a) singing, ideally more than the queen bee rival who’s obviously strutting around camp making everyone feel bad; b) ensnaring a Jonas brother love interest, and c) ensuring no one finds out her mother is the chef because that would be really embarrassing, or something. If Mitchie had any personality beyond periodically grinning like a maniac then maybe some of this would be interesting, but besides one disturbing scene when she throws a bunch of flour in her face to obscure her identity (and because everyone else is an idiot, this works), she has absolutely no features or experiences to distinguish her at all. Most of this trundles along as you’d expect: Mitchie’s confessed lies are pronounced more heinous than they really were then instantly forgiven, people sing wholesome songs about believing in yourself, and everyone is friends at the end. Camp Rock is a Disney Channel movie and never pretends – or aspires – to be anything else.