In 1987 during the austere days of Thatcher’s Britain, a teenager learns to live life, understand his family and find his own voice through the music of Bruce Springsteen.
What promised to be an entertainingly charming film turned out to be nothing more than a dull homage to “The Boss.” Flat, one-dimensional characters all trained at the art of over-acting, created a story that you, as the viewer, were neither invested in or entertained by. While its merits of instilling a sense of empathy for those who are the victims of hatred, bigotry, and racism, it’s not enough to warrant seeing this film that wallows in the repetitive lyrics of an old-time rocker.
As a Springsteen fan, I really wanted to like this film but it proved a struggle. The film is fueled by good intentions but the script proves uneven and the use of the Boss’ songs is at times, ill-timed and overly done. It doesn’t help that we saw a similar movie, “Yesterday,” done to perfection earlier this year. In comparison, this comes up lacking.