I really thought I was in store for some classic post-Punk mayhem a la Deathrace 2000 or Dead-End Drive-In (which are both fine movies) but instead I saw one of the best movies I've ever seen. Call me a sap but I had tears welling up in my eyes for the entire last forty minutes. Rarely does clarity of direction and story-telling go hand-in-hand with such an unusual movie. Excellent performances are derived from both the actorly and realist schools and even a little over-the-top style but the different kinds don't clash, they combine to make it a fuller, richer film altogether.
I had never really wondered what it would be like if Christopher Lee and Meadowlark Lemon had a son but now I know.
Beautiful camera-work and a truly human sympathy for even minor characters (Julie Dean on her porch, the Troubadour talking to King Billy) make all scenes watchable and invaluable.
This movie is humane and beautiful. A real treat. Odd as hell, to be sure, but remarkable.
I had never really wondered what it would be like if Christopher Lee and Meadowlark Lemon had a son but now I know.
Beautiful camera-work and a truly human sympathy for even minor characters (Julie Dean on her porch, the Troubadour talking to King Billy) make all scenes watchable and invaluable.
This movie is humane and beautiful. A real treat. Odd as hell, to be sure, but remarkable.