So, here's the deal. Adam Shankman, the director of Hairspray, creates another thinly plotted musical about a small town girl named Sherrie who wants to join the local pub, but more than that. She wants to be a rockstar, while her new boyfriend, Drew, is trying hard to be one too. They quickly meet, talk, and seem to grow on each other. Meanwhile, the owners of the pub are trying to find ways to pay off harsh taxes. As their jobs progress, they become more popular and generally split apart for several reasons, one of which involved a few smashed bottles. Then, there follows many reviews and involvements of RollingStone.
Now, I bet that this movie took a long time to make. It's over two hours and is mostly situated at the pub, with rainbow colours and several drunk extras, but what was the point? I watched about forty minutes and decided that it was going rather okay and that most other teenagers my age will probably like it more than me. People who are more into goth, profanity, and get invited to three parties a weekend will have more fun with it. Another forty minutes went by and I was getting ready to fly the coop and head to sleep. There are about thirty or maybe forty songs during the movie. I tried to keep track, but it was pretty much impossible, because every song lasted about thirty seconds before going into the next one, but it seemed like much longer than that. Pretty much every song that's being played, you've heard before. This movie is situated in 1987, so I guess that's what it intended to be. That was when those songs were cool. Why go see a film that has drama that plays song-style, big name actors playing idiots, and will quickly bore you? You don't, that's the answer.
I took back my theory about other teenagers my age liking this movie a lot after about 90 minutes. The party never ends.