There's trouble in a comedy when the preppy bad guy who is going out with the girl the good guy likes is no more intolerable than the good guy who complains how intolerable he is. I don't care if the bad guy is mocked for listening to Chumbawumba and Lou Bega, Fired Up! has no right pretending it's above that music. Ten years ago, "Tubthumping" would appear on its soundtrack without irony.
The problem runs deeper. Nobody wants to see a comedy about cool people. Fired Up! therefore sucks for the same reason the first Van Wilder movie sucks. It sucks for a lot of other reasons, too, but primarily because its leads have no dreams to realize, or oppressions to overcome. They're smug idiots who aren't funny or perceptive, but keep commenting on things that aren't funny in ways they think are perceptive.
There's an absurd amount of dialogue in this movie. Screenwriter Freedom Jones has no understanding of an economy of words. When high school sex addicts Shawn (Nicholas D'Agosto, 28) and Nick (Eric Christian Olsen, 31) join cheerleader camp, they're stuck on a bus where cheerleaders make a song out of everything they pass. The weak execution is such that the gag is only conceptually funny---but not actually. The same can be said for the cheerleading mascot never removing his uniform. But one must also deal with nearly an entire movie about two idiots overestimating their appeal.
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