It's a film based around a music festival with a pious political message that I won't address.
I got about 40 min into and right from the start I was rolling my eyes thinking "How could you make a movie about a music festival and not have any idea about music." To see this was written and directed by B.Elton, who has music credits is just shameful on his behalf. Having a tween who can accurately play from memory a song she heard the previous day surrounded by copious amounts of other songs requires and not make a mistake? Oh c'mon; please. Not even Mozart, who had perfect pitch, could do that. I could go on and on about all the mistakes and impossibilities made by the writer/director when it came to the music and instrument playing, but I'll digress...
The script is horribly cliche. The cast is solid but their roles are so white-bread that not even the quality of Michael Caton, Deborah Mailman and Magna Szubanski, who were good despite their character's limited personalities, could make them believable. That Irish actor was just appauling. Cardboard acting playing a role taken from the 'Book of Cliches - Pretentious Musician' edition.
Shameful that this could be considered a comedy. Shameful that all it takes is a new setting for a movie for Australians to be bamboozled while overlooking the bland story line, obvious political messages and flawed understanding of basic instrument playing.
I got about 40 min into and right from the start I was rolling my eyes thinking "How could you make a movie about a music festival and not have any idea about music." To see this was written and directed by B.Elton, who has music credits is just shameful on his behalf. Having a tween who can accurately play from memory a song she heard the previous day surrounded by copious amounts of other songs requires and not make a mistake? Oh c'mon; please. Not even Mozart, who had perfect pitch, could do that. I could go on and on about all the mistakes and impossibilities made by the writer/director when it came to the music and instrument playing, but I'll digress...
The script is horribly cliche. The cast is solid but their roles are so white-bread that not even the quality of Michael Caton, Deborah Mailman and Magna Szubanski, who were good despite their character's limited personalities, could make them believable. That Irish actor was just appauling. Cardboard acting playing a role taken from the 'Book of Cliches - Pretentious Musician' edition.
Shameful that this could be considered a comedy. Shameful that all it takes is a new setting for a movie for Australians to be bamboozled while overlooking the bland story line, obvious political messages and flawed understanding of basic instrument playing.