Director Jeffrey Hornaday, the choreographer for "Flashdance," follows in the footsteps of "Dirty Dancing" and "Footloose." He wants to make of this a quasi-musical. But "Shout" is too vapid even for that. The face-off between [John Travolta]'s boys and [Richard Jordan] is merely a ducktailed version of the one between Julie Andrews and Christopher Plummer in "The Sound of Music."
When Travolta gets it on with local gal Linda Fiorentino, his luck changes. Seems the sheriff is sweet on the lady too. The police (with Jordan's collusion) check on Travolta's past. (They don't uncover his real crimes, such as "Saturday Night Fever" and "Grease.") It's time to go on the lam again. It's also time for [James Walters] to be the big guy. Part of this revolution thing is growing wise, facing the pain, dealing with things. Or something like that.
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