bad movie warning signs

I'm not recommending anyone see Empire Records, but it's a recent viewing that comes to mind. It came with Singles by Cameron Crowe on the same DVD and looked like a deal. With a better script, Alan Moyle can make a good movie (New Waterford Girl. Pump Up the Volume), but with a weak one you can only ask so much even with a mostly talented cast. About 14 minutes into Empire Records there's a little scene of head bopping and hair-flinging dance as the cast begin their day at the record store. It brings to mind the dancing at the end of The Breakfast Club, except that in the John Hughes classic the dancing is EARNED and very welcome after some heartsearching dialog and character development. Here, in Empire Records, it's off-putting cutsey-pie crap. The only sign of something happening is that the manager Anthony LaPaglia doesn't immediately fire an employee who has stolen and gambled away a day's cash but even then it just stands as weirdness. I'm not sure I should go on watching it.