She’s the doe-eyed, laid-back baby goth to Torrance’s chipper, flinty-eyed cheer princess. Eliza Dushku’s got that lesbian smirk (closely related to lesbian jawline) that brings the girls over the fence. It’s all sports bras and steely, determined desire for Torrance.Īnd Missy’s just looking for an excuse drop the act and say yes to someone.īut Missy does look like an über-dyke (IN A GOOD WAY). Torrance doesn’t care what Missy looks like Torrance just knows that she needs her. But Courtney and Whitney are dead set against her, and Missy runs off after Courtney says “Besides, she looks like an über-dyke,” in what is almost certainly a classic act of closeted misdirection. It’s her duty as cheer captain. Torrance’s last name, by the way, is Shipman, in what I can only assume is a nod to the TVTropes HoYay! page that did not yet exist.Įverything about Missy’s audition scene is spot on - the Daria era alterna-teen signifiers (her walk, her wallet chain, her twisty hairstyle, her fake barbed-wire tattoo), the fact that we’re introduced to her ass before we get a good look at her face, the way she and Torrance are warily intrigued as they size one another up. See? Torrance is going to have to work very hard to satisfy her.
Torrance: We’re gymnasts too, except no beams, no bars, no vault. No way jumping up and down yelling “Go, team, go!” is gonna satisfy me. There’s more than a little romantic energy between Kristen Dunst’s head cheerleader character and her cross-town rival Isis, mostly because it’s impossible for Gabrielle Union not to be sexually charismatic.īut when it comes down to it, nothing - but nothing - gets in the way of Torrance and her new best friend Missy, who she has to literally recruit to her team.
The correct caption for both of these images is “Hello, nurse.” Their favorite put down is “She puts the X in Y,” as in “She puts the ass in massive” or “She puts the whore in horrifying,” which I imagine would have been helpful on the verbal part of the SATs. Courtney and Whitney (the two would-be head cheerleaders who fall somewhere in between Brittany and Santana from Glee and Lenny and Carl from The Simpsons) are always hanging out together in their sports bras, giving each other lingering once-overs and drawling out viciously bitch bon mots.
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Missy: Are you trying to tell me you speak fag?īring It On is flooded with the kind of ambient gay wash that only a movie about cheerleading set at the turn of the millennium can pull off. Les: Well, Jan’s straight, and I’m…controversial. I remember finding it deeply shocking at the time that one of the male cheerleaders was almost-but-not-entirely out of the closet.
It’s hard to believe that this came out around the same time as Bend It Like Beckham when it feels like the product of a completely different era. It’s miles gayer than Clueless and only the slightest bit less gay than Mean Girls Lizzy Caplan out-gays Eliza Dushku by the slimmest of margins. (An aside: did you know that there are four direct-to-DVD Bring It On sequels? Who would have predicted that Bring It On would become the Land Before Time of teen movie franchises, or that “racially fraught cheerleading squads face off” would become such a popular cinematic trope in the mid-2000s? End aside.)īring It On bridges the strange, ambiguous generation gap between Clueless and Mean Girls without ever being quite as popular or as enduring as either. That is how close Bring It On‘s subtext comes to text. There are times I feel very sure that if I were to let a copy of Bring It On rest against a copy of But I’m A Cheerleader, some sort of lesbian osmosis will take place and I will be able to watch a version of this movie where Missy and Torrance make out in the last scene.
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