I WAS pitch slapped last weekend and could not have been happier about it.
As a Mother's Day treat to me (I couldn't count on my one-year-old having any truly great gift ideas) I took my parents (yes, even my dad likes this franchise) to see Pitch Perfect 2.
The best way to describe it? Laugh out loud funny, with the star of the show being the Australian, of course.
The sequel to the hugely successful Pitch Perfect (2012) has all the elements that made its predecessor a smash hit.
Its scriptwriters have actually stuck fairly close to the plot formula of the first, but rather than making the film tired, have re-energised it with some great story developments, a range of catchy tunes and quirky new characters.
What's more, the film's opening scene might just go down in history as one of the most memorable of all time. Down under, that is.
I do have one complaint to make though and it's that we did not see anywhere near enough of the Treblemakers (or is that Treblommackers?)
These boys, the dead set stars of the first film, needed way more time on stage in my opinion.
Because as film director Elizabeth Banks would say, "nothing makes a woman feel more like a girl than a man who sings like a boy."
I'd even have loved to see a collaboration between the Bellas and the Treblemakers.
But who knows? Perhaps that can be the selling point for Pitch Perfect 3.
A girl can dream.