The much maligned Breakin’ sequel, produced and released in the same year as the first Breakin’, is a much better movie than it has any right to be. At least I think so. Then again, I’m a grown-ass man that likes Breakin’ 2 more than any man should. It’s a nonsensical movie that did everything it could to make as much money as it could before someone found the sense to point out that it’s a series of bizarre dance numbers set to a pretty cool electro soundtrack and not much else. And furthermore, how the hell was Turbo supposed to form a meaningful relationship with a girl who only spoke Spanish? As usual, we’ll be down at the Simply Green station in Dover at 547 Central Ave in Dover. Show starts at 9pm. Tune your radios to 90.3 FM.
After an unfulfilling turn at a ballet academy, Kelly returns to the streets, much to the horror of her parents, to reconnect with Turbo and Ozone. The pair are helping out at a youth center in the barrio that is at risk of being condemned and the only way to raise the money is to hold the sweetest dance prty ever conceived of. They’re also going to have to face off against their rivals, Bodyrock and Turbo learns to get over his shyness and talk to that latina in the park that has her eye on him. Oh yeah, and everybody breakdances. Like, all the time.
