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Post by mdorman

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Michael Alan Dorman@mdorman

Oh, the awe-inspiring horribleness of it all…

For as long as I remember, I have been a fan of the Beatles.

But in my youth, that love may have expressed itself...in unnatural ways.

For instance, I can remember in 1979 or 1980 watching SergeantPepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band repeatedly, almost obsessively on HBO.

Haven't seen it in the intervening 30+ years.

I noticed at some point in the none-too-distant past that it had showed up on Netflix, and I felt compelled to watch it...you know, For Science.

I would say that it hasn't aged well, but really, it wasn't good from the very moment it was released. Mess doesn't describe it---this may be the Plan 9 from Outer Space of musical movies.

Still, I will commend to you the three actual good parts: Earth, Wind & Fire performing "Got to Get You Into My Life", Aerosmith performing "Come Together", and Billy Preston performing "Get Back". They all come later in the film, so I recommend judicious use of the fast-forward option.

Oh, wait, I nearly forgot! You also shouldn't miss the utterly inexplicable group reprise of the title song at the end of the film---it includes, among others, Curtis Mayfield, Heart (though---I'm not making this up!---they only show the male members of the band; I saw these three rock-and-roll guys who seemed a little familiar, and it wasn't until I read the credits that I realized why I couldn't place them, because, you know, they're the least identifiable members of that band), Stephen Bishop (as the Awkwardest White Man In The Universe---you'll know which one I'm talking about), Rob Lowe (sorry, no, that's a young Robert Palmer), Johnny Winter, Tina Turner, a very confused Carol Channing...and a host of others.

It is magnificent in its randomness.

Mike.