The idea of watching 90 mins of Frank Sidebottom filled me with dread. I therefore avoided this in the theatre and had to pluck up significant courage to put this on at all. I’m pleasantly surprised - mainly because it’s got nothing to do with Sidebottom at all!
Aspiring songwriter and regular tweeter Domnhall Gleeson stumbles his way into avant garde rockgroup “Soronprfbs”. A crazy group fronted by Michael Fassbender - a man that wears a Frank Sidebottom hat at all times, as in ALL the time.
This dances about a bit and takes a few strange directions, some of which are a little dark. They go off to Island to make an Album, fuck about, act pretentiously and in the case of Gleeson grow both a beard and as a person and an artist before a significant meltdown.
Films about the Music industry are often great, Almost Famous for example is a personal favourite and this is yet more proof of that theory. Apparently inspired by the careers of Captain Beefheart and Daniel Johnston (artists i’m not familiar with). It’s a weird and quirky story and I had fun with it. I like the addition of tweet and Youtube based narration and the music wasn’t…. awful.
It addresses the head thing head on, once via Scoot McNairy in a just roll with it kinda way and once through Fassbender - I ended up forgetting he had a head on at all.
This is definitely a performance piece. Hugh Grant Jr…. I mean Domnhall Gleeson is great in….. well… a bumblingly loveable Hugh Grant role. Fassbender is equally great and manages to deliver both Fassbender presence and performance despite seldom showing his face. No mean feat. Maggie Gylenhaal has some smashing lines, really cynical, really offensive and matter of fact - the kind of stuff I always like.
An enjoyable film.
"Fuck I wanna be Frank!"
"How does he clean his teeth?"
"Stay away from my fucking Theramin!"
"What goes on inside that head…. inside that head?"
"I assumed you were mentally ill".