Though it's full of powerhouse basketball scenes,
Crossover is inept and emotionally unconvincing. The images zip and zap, the cuts are slamming, the colors are extra bright, and the real-life street ball players -- including Philip Champion -- are impressive. But the slick surface can't cover up the tediously contrived storyline, retread plot, and mostly lackluster performances.
Wholly undeveloped and erratic, the characters' relationships -- old and new -- lurch from one dramatic confrontation to another, without much motivation or sense. Indeed, most of the movie's melodramatic content is indicated by the muddy, canned soundtrack, which is to say, none of it is compelling... except the games.