Other than good fashion sense, ‘J2K’ is nothing but wasteful fluff

Annie Krumhardt

“From Justin To Kelly” is a mass-produced piece of generic fluff hardly qualifying as the “musical romantic comedy,” Fox has described it as. Instead, it’s an extremely cheesy tale between “American Idol” winner Kelly Clarkson and runner-up Justin Guarini.

The plot, a term I am using loosely, begins to unfold during spring break in Miami. Clarkson, playing a girl named Kelly, and her two best friends, Alexa (Katherine Bailess) and Kaya (Anika Noni Rose), have just arrived when she crosses paths with Justin, who has also brought two of his friends, Brandon (Greg Siff) and Eddie (Brian Dietzen).

Kelly and Justin form an “instant connection,” not to be confused with the rainbow sort, and ignore their friends’ attempts to get them to hook up during their vacation.

Kelly tries to give Justin her number when, unbeknownst her, it gets dropped into a puddle. When Justin runs into Kelly’s conniving friend Alexa, she secretly gives him her number instead of Kelly’s.

It never really makes any sense why Alexa has done this, lacking any explanation whatsoever. She continues to send Justin false text messages in order to screw up Kelly’s chances for romance with him.

Due to Alexa’s schemes throughout the movie, Kelly and Justin cannot seem to get their feelings in sync. The two are just being giant morons and can’t figure out what’s going on. All the while, you’re wondering why Justin just doesn’t try actually calling her, instead of text messaging.

Perhaps the usage of this cell-phone form of e-mail serves as an homage to the text messaging call-in vote system on the show that made these two thespians famous.

Throughout this uninventive plot line are intervals of pop numbers, which are extremely generic and boring. The choreography is repetitive and lifeless. Unlike the tunes in most musicals, the songs in this film are remarkably unmemorable.

However, Guarini and Clarkson do an acceptable job of performing, and both seem to have true vocal talent. The problem lies in how they are using it.

The acting in “From Justin To Kelly” hardly makes up for the lack of musical quality contained in this film. Clarkson is a horrible actress. She seems rehearsed and emotionless in almost all of her scenes.

Guarini is not as bad as Clarkson, but this does not say very much for his acting ability. The points at which Justin and Kelly are in a conversation and suddenly break into song are, by far, the funniest parts of the movie. The transition is entirely unnatural.

It is easy for one to understand why there was no press screening for this movie: The product is astoundingly awful in every way imaginable.

It’s seriously a bad flick if a movie makes you nauseous due to its cheesiness or makes you laugh because of its horrible quality. “From Justin To Kelly” or “J2K,” as it is affectionately referred to, is infested with obvious commercial qualities that have created a devastatingly wretched film.

Unless you are a pre-teen girl, I do not recommend putting this on your list of movies to see this summer.