I don't think I've ever witnessed such an unusual movie experience.
Having low expectations to begin with, I was pleasantly surprised that the overall production was so professional. It looked and sounded good.
But then there was something very wrong. It had a weird and unsettling tone, as if the filmmakers were either mocking us or totally unaware of what they were doing.
Biographical films are dime a dozen these dyas, and its contribution to the genre is unnoticeable. It follows every beat on the way, from presenting the nerdy underdog and his journey to fame and glory. AI meets wikipedia.
But that's not the strange aspect.
Instead, the film has such a naive and dreamlike, almost surreal tone that I was stunned. It evoked some absurd Davud Lynch imagery.
Its main protagonist, the leader singer is portrayed by a good looking newcomer whose appearance and haunting smirk gave me more a feeling of the serial killer Jeffrey Dahmer. I thought he might start killing of the band members or anybody else who might stop him, to moments later get back on the stage and sing some sweet pop tunes.
I have no idea what the filmmakers intentions were - but wow, that was a weird movie.
