When comedian Tommy Fawkes has his big chance in a theatre in Vegas, his father, a once-famous comedian himself, wins the crowd for him. Tommy’s performance is disastrous, and so he flees his ruined life and tries to find the funniest sketches in the world. For this task he returns to the British seaside town of Blackpool, where he spent his childhood. There he meets not only the most obscure comedians, but also the Parker Family, who were his father’s partners, and who have a son, Jack, in whom fun shows its tragic side. Soon Tommy and Jack have to go through a series of turbulent action, being harassed by Tommy’s father, the mayor of Blackpool, French sailors, a most bizarre and wealthy art collector, and the ghosts from their own past. They discover not only magic eggs, but also a secret deeply hidden in their families. —IMDb
Although he played leads at the Royal Shakespeare Company, the Royal Court and the National Theatre before reaching the age of 30, Peter Chelsom cut short his decade-long acting career to concentrate on writing and directing films. His first effort, the short “Treacle” (1988), received considerable international acclaim, but several years would pass before he directed a feature film. Gaining experience at the helm of TV commercials, Chelsom finally realized his ambition with “Hear My Song” (1991), a sentimental, amusing whimsy loosely based on the real-life story of the beloved Irish tenor Josef Locke, co-written by Chelsom’s leading man, Adrian Dunbar. He completed his trilogy of “hometown movies” with “Funny Bones” (1995), a show business fairy tale featuring performances by Jerry Lewis and Leslie Caron that blur the boundaries of their real and screen personae. Set primarily in his boyhood home of Blackpool, England (considered the entertainment Mecca of the North), “Funny Bones”… read more
Words fail me on how great this film is. The obvious Fellini influence combined with a love and knowledge of Blackpool (and tatty English resorts in general), British Music Hall comedy and Vegas showbiz into a hallucinogenic treatise on how comedy can be both an art of love and violence, both being infused with a strain of anarchy. Hmmm... I guess words don't fail me after all.