Like the Twilight series, the purpose and content of the Pitch Perfect franchise makes little sense to anyone except teenage girls, and this third entry exists only owing to the previous film's alarming profitability and the less-than-artistic reason that the cast have such a great time making these movies. This third episode again pretty much retreads previous ground - here, entertaining the troops is the excuse for a mini-tour of glamorous European cities - but it is slightly better than Pitch Perfect 2 as it has a frantic pace, a few funny lines and some self-mocking humour. However, these elements serve to minimise the meagre individual character stories, instead relying on a barrage of scenes that play almost like sketches and a number of studio-smooth renditions of familiar pop hits to perk up proceedings. The hapless commentators again steal the show, John Lithgow provides a truly bizarre Australian accent (via London's East End and South Africa), and Anna Kendrick reminds us why she is so adorably watchable. Plenty of behind-the-scenes and rehearsal footage peppers the end credits, and ultimately this third entry appears to be an adequate closer to this pop-phenomenon trilogy.
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