I don't know what kind of movie you're hoping to see if you go to "Pitch Perfect," the Anna Kendrick-starring comedy about college a cappella tournaments, but I can almost guarantee that it won't be what you expect. At least it wasn't for me. I went into the theater thinking I was about to take in a cross between Glee and the Step Up movies — not that I would have minded if that were the case. I unapologetically like both of those things, but I like them in a dorky, so-bad-that-they're-good way. And that's exactly why I wanted to see see "Pitch Perfect" to begin with. I was hoping for a messy, feel good movie that ideally had some amazing a cappella arrangements (I am also an unapologetic fan of a capella — harmonize on that, haters), so imagine my surprise when what I ended up getting was a self-aware, edgy comedy (more in the vein of "Bring It On" than "Save the Last Dance") that still had amazing a cappella arrangements?