A very fun movie. Would have loved a scorsese take on this obviously but if not him then someone that wouldn't make it feel like a scorsese-lite affair, and that's Clint who makes it his own and directs with genuine love and interest for the subject. The music is great obviously and it eschews the normal music bio routine that has been churned out ad nauseum since walk the line. I loved being in this world for a min
After seeing this I definitely needed to listen some of my playlists, to recover from this shit i heard and seen. Mediocrity when it comes to acting and kinda exactly when it comes to directing. So boring, annoying and full of cliches. Definitely one of the worst movies directed by Eastwood.
Eastwood verse dans le biopic barbant. Dans cet ode à l'artisanat musical le fond rejoint la forme et Eastwood célèbre ses modèles en se faisant lui aussi le petit artisan vintage d'une bien piètre comédie musicale, sans aucune envolée autre que ses moments musicaux. Un jukebox aurait suffit !
Every frame of this film is classy. I really don't care to know whether the description of the Italo-American New Jersey neighborhood of the 50's is accurate or not. Jersey Boys is not a documentary. If you can't recognize class when it's there, you don't deserve Jersey Boys. Masterpiece. And it's final.
Deconstructions of myths is nothing new, especially for Clint Eastwood. However, here he deconstructs the colorful façade of the musical genre and the legacy of the Four Seasons to reveal the inherent anguish that comes with success in show business and living up to mainstream expectations. It’s a beautifully crafted work that’s fun and melancholy at just the right moments. A fascinating work. Oh what a night!
Vincent Piazza was great as were all the musical numbers, but everything else felt forced and done in one take. It felt like one of those biopics where someone had the idea to make a movie about this based on two facts they heard, then halfway through the script they realized it wasn't enough for a film so they made up lies and stretched it out. Just like Schindler's Li- er, uh. Nevermind... I SAID NEVERMIND!
Family in its multiple forms. A classical theme explored with both classical and modern forms by a filmmaker whose depth and truth seem to have vanished with his tour de force (the magnificent "Gran Torino"). It is not Eastwood's worst film, on the contrary, it's fresher than his horrible last movies (particularly "J. Edgar"), but it's ruined by sentimentality, clichés and the worst third act ever.
From the filmmaker that has been regarded as the last of the classics (an exasperating cliché), another demonstration of how banal and demonstrative his narrative system is, this one particularly painful because of its complete mimesis of the Italo- Americam commonplace. Worse than any recent Scorsese, which is frankly desperate.