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The cheerleaders-turned-bank-robbers in Sugar & Spice aren’t as dumb as they first seem. After all, who can’t excuse the excessive giggliness and this-is-hard! furrowed brows of high school girls who also appreciate the beauty of Reservoir Dogs and Dog Day Afternoon? When Diane (Marley Shelton), a beloved member of the A-squad, gets knocked up by the captain of the football team and soon realizes that playing house isn’t nearly as fun as she imagined, her fellow cheerleaders—while watching Point Break—decide to rob the bank where Diane works to help ease her financial woes. When they realize that they know nothing about armed robbery, they’re not discouraged: They merely turn to the all-knowing wisdom of the silver screen and pick the coolest crime movies ever made (except for the religious Hannah, who’s allowed to watch G-rated movies only: “You watched The Apple fuckin’ Dumpling Gang?”). For further advice, badass Kansas (Mena Suvari) turns to her incarcerated mother, who’s touched that her daughter has come to her for help and elicits the counsel of her prison buddies to aid the girls in formulating a stick-up plan. The robbery, in typical cheerleader fashion, is stylish, well-choreographed, and fun to watch, without the more serious glitches normally encountered in other holdup movies. (This isn’t that dark a comedy.) And despite their mostly upbeat, rah-rah attitudes, the girls have enough sass and personality to keep them from being one-dimensional (particularly Kansas, whose hot-tempered, ready-to-fight cynicism is a welcome balance to Diane’s pre-heist life-is-shiningly-perfect attitude). Jack (James Marsden), the jock father-to-be, is kept in the dark about the heist: He’s in love and still sickeningly optimistic about his new situation, bills be damned (unlike Diane, who moans, “The Beatles were wrong—love isn’t all you need!”). Sugar & Spice certainly isn’t Oscar-bound—perhaps a Blockbuster Award or two—but for a PG-13 comedy by an unknown director—particularly a comedy released in the dregs of January—you could do worse. —Tricia Olszewski