It's a comedy about 3 guys and a gal setting up their own rock group. Ed O'Brien of that happy group Radiohead has an executive producer's credit, so you would expect it to have some authenticity. Thing is though, the tried-and-tested recipe for this plot (They start off playing gigs in front of only a few people, rejected by every record label they send CDs to, tensions rise as to where to put the guitar solo in a song etc.) have already been done to death, and whatever input our good friend Ed might have had, he doesn't imbue it with the freshness you'd hope for.
There are some funny lines, and a banging soundtrack to boot. A few of the jokes about obscure (to me at least) bands and their material might fly over your head, but that isn't the major problem here. No, my contention is with the 'bad boy' of the group... As played by Billy Nixon, he is a complete idiot who throws his weight about from the minute he joins. And yet, no-one confronts him about his disruptive behaviour... they just meekly give in to all of his stupid requests. When the otherwise solidly written characters do this, I felt like banging my head against the nearest table. Why don't they ever say no?! It's all very frustrating, and takes away some of the enjoyment when you hate one of the cast so much, and then the others for being so spineless.
Oh, and what was that ending all about? Did the editor leave the footage on the floor of his local karzai? I've heard of abruptness, but this is ridiculous. And no, there is no extra bit after the credits... Believe me, I checked.
NEARLY earns a passing grade, but with the above factors, I just can't give it. Never mind Ed, do keep trying. Remember, The Beatles were once rejected by Decca... 5/10
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