Where: Everywhere.

When: Opens today.

Rating: PG-13 for some violence, sexual content and language.

Running time: 103 minutes.

Bottom line: This blatant rip-off of "An Officer and a Gentleman" and "Rocky" is stuck at the bottom of the class.

Apparently, honor, integrity and heroism await those who walk the hallowed walls of the U.S. Naval Academy in Annapolis, Md. Well, that and a good left hook.

Boxing, not the art of diplomacy or the skill of handling a multibillion-dollar aircraft carrier, is the most important thing you can learn at the prestigious academy -- at least according to "Annapolis," a blatant rip-off of "An Officer and a Gentleman" infused with the boxing life lessons of "Rocky."

This odd, illogical movie mix goes way off target and sinks faster than the Titanic.

Like the 1982 Richard Gere/Debra Winger lovefest, it begins with a cocky but lost blue-collar soul, Jake Huard ("Spider-Man's" James Franco), working at a shipyard when he is inexplicably accepted to the well-known academy (despite mediocre grades).

There, he meets the man who soon becomes his archnemesis, the stalwart and mighty company commander Lt. Cole (Tyrese Gibson, "Four Brothers"), whose balding head shines as proudly as Lou Gossett Jr.'s did in "An Officer and a Gentleman."

Naturally, Cole is a rough and rugged drill commander who's trying to whip his company into shape with any mental warfare he can muster, like yelling at his recruits and making them do push-ups in the rain. At least he didn't force them to eat the academy food.

This causes Jake to seek the comfort of his military superior Ali (Jordana Brewster, "The Fast and the Furious") and the friendship of his overweight bunkmate (Vicellious Shannon), whose characters suspiciously fill a need like Debra Winger and David Keith did in "An Officer and a Gentleman."

But the movie takes a wildly different turn when Jake enrolls in the Brigade Championship, a boxing match for recruits that has been an academy tradition.

Jake's boxing training has nothing to do with his desire to overcome the personal demons that haunt him at the academy. That connection is lost when "Annapolis" becomes nothing more than an exercise in rooting for the good kid over the mean drill sergeant (of course, how much do you want to bet the commander was just being tough for the young man's sake?)

It's as if "Annapolis," directed by indie filmmaker Justin Lin ("Better Luck Tomorrow"), blatantly remade two movies but didn't have the guts to admit it. How's that for honor and integrity?

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