If you didn’t think music could involve actual blood, sweat, and tears, this breathtakingly visceral coming-of-artistic-age drama will set you straight.
It’s overambitious for its tiny budget, but hooray for female filmmakers pushing in and taking space for their own stories of sympathetic screw-ups.
You don’t need to be a fan of the artist to enjoy this spirited celebration of his life and art. But you may end up a fan afterward.
The 90-minute expansion of an Oscar-winning short chooses art over heart, and lacks the emotional conviction of its progenitor.
Excellent performances by Clive Owen and Billy Crudup can’t disguise the fact that there’s absolutely nothing here we haven’t seen too many times before.
Still, someone needs to be curating all these movies, finding the ones that are worth seeing and promoting them to movie lovers.