'This movie contains no material likely to offend or harm' reads the trailer for this "film" which should be disregarded by anyone over the age of 12 or with an IQ greater than 6.
What we have here is an exercise in self-indulgent nonsense. A long and painfully cringe-worthy experience which could easily have been slashed to 30 minutes and tossed aside to the biography channel. After all, think of the amazing musicians who have never warranted a 3D biopic lasting almost 2 hours...
The use of 3D in this film seems to be more geared to keeping the attention of toddlers in the audience, as clearly there is nothing to be gained by showing any part of this story as if it was supposed to be a visual feast, which people talking and the occasional dance number certainly is not.
The point of this film is undoubtedly to give young Mr. Bieber (or those who conduct his financial affairs) another way to print money, and keep the saccharin music movement in top gear. It is in fact an insult to the movie-going public to put this feature into cinemas, as it adds nothing to a film which is essentially empty of any point anyway, but allows us to be charged an extortionate fee to see it.
Luckily, I did not pay to see this one... but I did see families exiting another showing a few days later. The little girls seemed happy, the mothers looked bored and the fathers looked as if they had a noose they would be hanging from the bathroom ceiling about 20 minutes in.
Final Thought: A diseased cash-cow which should be residing on nickelodeon, if not in the cutting room bin... thanks corporate America!
Rating: 0.5/10
