Former TYTBSH poster child Dawn Summers decides to do a school project on the physics of figure skating. At first she nearly gets busted for videotaping some high school girls training (wow, we have something in common), but eventually she uses science to help them skate better and before long she's blowing off Harvard for a chance to be ogled by the creepy, 45-year old perverts who are the only people that actually follow figure skating. As those selfsame perverts know, the main draw here is Dawn Summers and her compatriots in their hot little skating outfits (although they do try to make you feel bad for enjoying it by playing a Gary Glitter song during one scene), but to this movie's credit it actually ends up being about something instead of just recycling the three main sports movie plots. To refresh your dope-addled brain, these are:

1) The team sucks, but after tons of wackiness and montages they get good and win the regionals, or the toss-offs, or whatever. (Optional twist: they lose, but they tried their hardest so it's heartwarming anyway.) This plot makes up the vast majority of sports movies.

2) The other team is evil and they win by cheating, but at the last possible moment the good guys expose them and win by default. This plot is generally ridiculous, because outside of the L.A. Raiders is there really any such thing as an "evil" sports team? Also, as a general rule winning by default is for pussies.

3) Supernatural beings play baseball. This plot is fucking retarded.

Cheers to them for managing to avoid all that lazy, cliché bullshit.

Jeers to them for not showing Dawn Summers naked.