Like Zoom and Pulse, Step Up, should probably have avoided the critics, too. Few find much to like about it -- even the title. "Step Up isn't a movie," writes Richard Roeper in the Chicago Sun-Times. "It's a sign you see when you enter the lightly elevated booths at the Rock Bottom Brewery." Nearly all the critics say that the movie sticks to the formula for such flicks to a T. "You know those footprints pasted on the floor by dance instructors so students know where to move next?" writes Steve Persall in the St. Petersburg Times. "Step Up operates in much the same, structured way: one, two, three, flirt; one, two, three, conflict; one, two, three, shake your booty to a lather; rinse off and repeat." "Step Up is so predictable, so remarkably so, you might wonder how such a movie got made," comments Bob Longino in the Atlanta Journal-Constitution. On the other hand, the film receives a positive review in the New York Times, with critic Jeannette Catsoulis writing: "Step Up is a likable product that's refreshingly free of vulgarity." And Jessica Reaves writes in the Chicago Tribune: "While predictability and occasionally wooden dialogue keep this from being a truly good movie, it's certainly entertaining enough to please its intended audience."