For those who think it's been too long since a movie like Breakin' 2: Electric Boolago, or even Lambada: The Forbidden Dance, there now is HONEY, the story of a spunky girl who dazzles hip-hop superstars with her dance moves but whose dream is helping the kids in her neighborhood. Alba has a lovely smile and Joy Bryant (Antwone Fisher) adds some verve to the sassy best friend role. Hip-hop fans will enjoy seeing favorite performers like Tweet, L'il Romeo, and Missy Elliott. And the movie is very short, less than 90 minutes. This is the good news.

The bad news is that it is just dumb, way past cheesy-but-fun into the realm of From Justin to Kelly-level you-must-be-kidding. Its efforts to be hip make it as instantly out of date as if the characters used words like "groovy" and "out of sight." When Honey is under pressure to improve her choreography for one video, she gives the dancers a (presumably very expensive) break and goes for a pensive walk, where she draws inspiration from the moves of kids playing basketball and jumping rope. I'm not kidding. It wouldn't be so terrible that the plot, dialogue, and performances were so poor if the movie's reason for being -- the music and dance numbers -- had more energy and style. Worst of all, the movie fails to take advantage of the talents of performers like the glorious Lonette McKee (Jungle Fever) and Mekhi Phifer, who pretty much stand around looking embarrassed.