Wherein Romola Garai manages to convince as a talented dancer.....apart from that, this isn't really a movie. Less tiresome than its predecessor for a sequel to be sure, and it still falls way short of being any good. There is an offputting lack of commitment to any topic broached at first by the screenplay, so it never begins to take flight as a drama, romance, dance exhibition, or all of the above. Sela Ward and Patrick Swayze, among others in minimal parts, practically do all but make the signal to have easy money from sloth wired to their bank accounts. One last note. If anything, the whole too-evident indifference of this seems to have its focus misguided, to be most caught up in the most ensnared, telling defect somehow: how its self-conscious star has likely realized the studio just wanted Rebecca Gayheart and how Garai is literally unable to pass herself off as any kind of blonde equivalent. 5/10