Firstly, not sure if there are spoilers here (or even if anyone will care), but better to be safe. Of course this is assuming that anyone else would actually pay good money to see this - and that I seriously doubt.
My daughter aged 9 adored it; I (aged 42) merely sat open mouthed in disbelieving horror. I am a mother; and let me tell you if I was as straight laced as the mother of (I think her name was) Jade, then I would NOT smile and laugh as a 2 year deception of my daughter dressing like a tart the minute she reached school was revealed to me in an auditorium full of hundreds of people. Grounding until she died and then grounding of her ghost would be more my style.
I have to say with hindsight it was so bad it was good if you see what I mean; I laughed most of the way through it - even at bits I don't think I was meant to. The emergency make up and sewing kits, not to mention the baking bit was a scream and I laughed hysterically. They had dress making skills that the likes of Vera Wang would kill for, make up skills that would win them an Oscar (and the only way they're ever likely to see one in this lifetime) and finally cooking skills that would make Gordon Ramsey weep (though I doubt it would be with pride).
The overall message ( if there was one, and I'm clutching at straws here to ensure I haven't wasted 2 hours of my life that I won't get back) is that you should stay true to your real friends and not any cliques (although in the end they became their own 'bratz' clique surely?) Still its over - I came out alive and with my brain (relatively) intact, and the sure and certain knowledge that 'bimbo' is a word the four girls playing the main roles should really get used to hearing (particularly after watching an interview with the four 'actresses' - trust me, they were NOT acting in the movie!) The saddest part of the whole experience for me is that I witnessed three girls taking each other's pictures with the cardboard advertising stand in the foyer as we left - what was creepy is that they seemed like the English versions........
My daughter aged 9 adored it; I (aged 42) merely sat open mouthed in disbelieving horror. I am a mother; and let me tell you if I was as straight laced as the mother of (I think her name was) Jade, then I would NOT smile and laugh as a 2 year deception of my daughter dressing like a tart the minute she reached school was revealed to me in an auditorium full of hundreds of people. Grounding until she died and then grounding of her ghost would be more my style.
I have to say with hindsight it was so bad it was good if you see what I mean; I laughed most of the way through it - even at bits I don't think I was meant to. The emergency make up and sewing kits, not to mention the baking bit was a scream and I laughed hysterically. They had dress making skills that the likes of Vera Wang would kill for, make up skills that would win them an Oscar (and the only way they're ever likely to see one in this lifetime) and finally cooking skills that would make Gordon Ramsey weep (though I doubt it would be with pride).
The overall message ( if there was one, and I'm clutching at straws here to ensure I haven't wasted 2 hours of my life that I won't get back) is that you should stay true to your real friends and not any cliques (although in the end they became their own 'bratz' clique surely?) Still its over - I came out alive and with my brain (relatively) intact, and the sure and certain knowledge that 'bimbo' is a word the four girls playing the main roles should really get used to hearing (particularly after watching an interview with the four 'actresses' - trust me, they were NOT acting in the movie!) The saddest part of the whole experience for me is that I witnessed three girls taking each other's pictures with the cardboard advertising stand in the foyer as we left - what was creepy is that they seemed like the English versions........