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Tommy Matisse is a gifted musician studying at London's Royal Academy of Music, where he is striving to write a brilliant new operatic song called "One Perfect Day" in conjunction with his girlfriend Alysse back in Australia. When Tommy's sister Emma dies of a drug overdose after a night of clubbing with Alysse, he returns to Melbourne and breaks up with Alysse when she admits her part in Emma's death. As Alysse seeks solace in drugs and in the arms of a manipulative nightclub owner, Tommy undertakes an odyssey of self-discovery and tragedy in Melbourne's dance music scene. Fate brings them together again when Tommy reworks their opera by infusing classical music with electronic beats, but further tragedy is just around the corner... Written by
Overly-portrayed, 'forced' scenes often, clichéd elements... a culture remains uncaptured
Not a great movie, but a good message of music found in nature - environmental and accidental sounds as a basis for electronic "trance"... But where was the trance?? The good trance? They dare splash "dragon fly" and "greent ant" without delivering the amazing music behind those labels. Who the hell was the music consultant?
Perhaps it was trying to represent the "rave" scene - you know, that chuppa-chupp sucking, glow stick waving scene that died out in the 1990s.... Straight "Trance" died along with it. Electronic music evolved, and psychedelic trance or "psy" completely moved in and pushed the cheesy trance out - gone forever, except for its disturbing loitering presence in gay nightclubs.
*Psytrance* would've suited the theme of sounds in nature a lot better, because psy is so much more earthy and analog than tech-trance. Oh well, they messed up. At least it looked good -- nice photography.
I wanted to watch and enjoy. I wanted to recognise and relate. "Trance-Zen-Dance"???... But where was the Zen?? The realism wasn't there. This dance "underworld" crowd was thinned out, no substance.
Clichés we've seen a million times, as structual support to whatever "risky" elements the writer gambles with. Character death by drug overdose clichés. Please!
This movie's story should have been developed or changed a lot before the attempt at making it. It was like a poorer episode of 'Secret Life of Us'. Someone will eventually capture the real trance party atmosphere faithfully on the big screen, but it hasn't happened yet.
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