"This place is about to become a sea of sweat, ear-shattering music and puke"
In 1987 Sherrie (Julianne Hough) sets off from her home in Oklahoma towards L.A
with dreams of rock stardom. Almost as soon as she arrives she is mugged and
helped by Drew (Diego Boneta) who works at the Bourbon Room, a Sunset Strip
rock club. Sherrie gets a job at the club and she and Drew begin a relationship
while both dreaming of becoming singers. Meanwhile the club’s owner Dennis
(Alec Baldwin) and his right hand man Lonny (Russell Brand) are struggling to
keep the club open amid protests from the Mayor’s wife Patricia Whitmore
(Catherine Zeta-Jones). Rock legend Stacee Jaxx (Tom Cruise) of the band
Arsenal is due to perform at the club with the hopes of beginning a solo carer,
if he can get his head back in the game long enough to do so.
I’d read mixed reviews before seeing this film but I’m a fan
of a lot of 80s rock music, from Iron Maiden to Metallica to Blue Cheer via
Motley Crue, Motorhead and Pantera. Unfortunately this is not the sort of rock
music you get with Rock of Ages.
Instead you end up with the likes of Bon Jovi and Journey. This is not the type
of music I enjoy, especially when the lyrics are used in place of dialogue in
an annoying coming of age story. This film is about as much rock n’ roll as a
jam sandwich with the crusts removed.
The story is predictable and you can pretty much map out all
the character arcs from their introduction. Catherine Zeta-Jones’ character is
meant to have a big twist/secret which I worked out within a few seconds of
meeting her. Tom Cruise’s Stacee Jaxx is like a composite rock singer with
facets taken from the likes of Iggy Pop, Mick Jagger, Axl Rose and Anthony
Kiedis. The worst characters though are the central characters of Sherrie and
Drew, two wide eyed all American looking kids who are meant to be all about the
rock and role but as Ice Cube says in 21
Jump Street look like “some kinda’ Justin Beaver, Miley Cyrus muthas”. No
wonder rock died in the late 80s if this is the sort of people who inherited
it. Drew plays an acoustic guitar for rock sake! Both are far too wholesome and
clean cut.
The singing isn’t too bad considering much of the cast
aren’t known for it. Diego Boneta who is apparently the Mexican Justin Beibers
and Julianne Hough are great singers while Catherine Zeta-Jones has shown in Chicago that she is capable of hitting a note
or two. Russell Brand and Alec Baldwin aren’t exactly great but in no way
embarrass themselves (Brosnan I’m talking to you). Malin Akerman is decent and
even Paul Giamatti has a go. The biggest surprise though is Tom Cruise who as
well as impersonating the look of a rock star also sounds a bit like one too.
He, like Baldwin and Brand won’t be winning
any awards for singing but is very much listenable to. His acting performance
is also quite good and I hope tongue in cheek. Pretty much all the cast seem to
be having fun rather than taking themselves seriously but again Boneta and
Hough seem to be playing it straight.
As well as music which wasn’t to my taste, the dialogue was
atrocious. Once again it was mainly the dialogue between the two central
characters that was the worst and this was amplified by their wooden yet over
the top acting. I honestly believe that there is a decent 90 minute film in
here if you remove the two central characters completely and focus the story on
Stacee Jaxx’s and The Bourbon Room’s problems. That part of the film was at
least in part enjoyable but the two leads just sucked all the energy out of the
film.
Other problems included Sherrie lamenting the fact that she
had become a stripper despite wearing more clothes on the pole than she did out
in the street and an awful sex scene between Cruise and Ackerman in which no
attempt is even given to give the idea that they have taken their clothes off.
I think the 12A Certificate really hampered the rock n’ roll(ness) of the
movie. The monkey was there for laughs but didn’t provide me with any and I
have no idea what the hell Russell Brand thought he was doing with that faux
Brummie accent but it sounded ridiculous. Maybe in America it would sound alright but
every word felt forced and wrong. His regular accent is quite rock n’ roll so I
don’t know why he needed to bother. Something else that bugged me is the name
Arsenal. The name already has obvious football connotations in this country so
was a little distracting but that shouldn’t be a major problem for most
people.
4/10
"This film is about as much rock n’ roll as a jam sandwich with the crusts removed." Along with your comment about Kristen Stewart with bees in her ears, I hereby crown you King of Metaphors!
ReplyDeleteYour taste in music sounds almost identical to mine (though I do listen to a lot of soundtracks as well). However, I have to admit that the first three albums I ever bought were: In the Army Now, Status Quo; Slippery When Wet, Bon Jovi; and the self-titled Whitesnake album. So it sounds like I should enjoy the music from Rock of Ages, but I don't think I've read a good review of it really. Maybe I'll see it if I'm REALLY bored; but with Killer Joe and Cosmopolis out now/soon, I know what I'd rather see.
The King of Metaphors - I think I'll introduce myself like that from now on.
DeleteI can vouch for Cosmopolis and I'm eagerly awaiting Killer Joe.