The Bellas find their harmony to deliver the goods at the end in a spine-tingling performance that will make you forgive all the scattered sub-plots and sappy sassy sisterhood scenes.
Anna Kendrick's Beca, a mash-up maestro, spends the movie looking like she'd rather scale a fish than scale her vocals. (Maybe because Kendrick is nearly 30, and she's still playing a college student?)
Ethnic clichés abound, college comes off as a free sleepaway camp, and the simple wonders of unaccompanied singing are inflated to Las Vegas-style bombast.
You'll laugh, you'll suppress the urge to sing along, and you'll quote the movie afterward, just like with the first one, and that is more than enough to recommend.
