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Claysaba Excellent, Without a doubt!!

AutCuddly Great movie! If you want to be entertained and have a few good laughs, see this movie. The music is also very good,

KnotStronger This is a must-see and one of the best documentaries - and films - of this year.

deborahbehan ...and i'd give it a 10 outta 10 if it wasn't so darn cheezie. but this movie is so personal to me on so many levels. i grew up in SoCal, Hollywood when this was made. i was there at the Hollywood screening, like in a small studio show room. and Earth Wind & Fire, like 8 people from the band, in the row in front of me...but Joe & Steve took my attention away. it was a fantastic evening. i don't even remember coming home...so, yes, this review is biased...but when you see a movie like this and you're 16yo...and you know Tower Records and where the bus stop across the street started a video phenom. it all rushes back to you with this movie. we aren't going to talk about the Beatles, because this movie doesn't do that album (not CD) justice. just watch this movie to revisit 70s Hollywood. the Riot House baby.

rooprect Time & death has a funny way of smoothing over harsh criticism. What was deemed a colossal egg upon its release, certainly hated by discophobes and Beatles purists for its sacrilege back in the late 70s, "Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band" has since become a historical document on its own. Only 35 years later and after the deaths of 3 Bee Gees are we beginning to chill on our Bee Gees hatred and give this monumental group its due. If you watch this movie not as a Beatles tribute but perhaps as a wacky Bee Gees tribute, you'll enjoy yourself. This movie is a forgotten landmark of the 70s.The Bee Gees are known for their disco hits like "Stayin Alive" and such, but did you know that in the 60s they were a moderately successful psychedelic rock band quite similar to the Beatles? With that in mind, it's not so far fetched to imagine them playing Beatles music, and in fact they do a pretty good job if you can dump all preconceptions. The opening numbers "Sgt. Pepper" and "A Little Help from my Friends" (with Peter Frampton singing) kick the movie off nicely. I thought the best tune was "Nowhere Man" with their silky smooth harmonies. And where else are you going to hear basically the entire Sgt. Peppers & Abbey Road albums in a movie, Beatles or otherwise? Where this movie sags is in the fact that it's barely a movie. It's more like a string of campy music videos loosely stuck together with a somewhat vapid plot. But hey, aren't a lot of musicals like that?The plot revolves the Lonely Hearts Club Band: The Next Generation, 20 years after the original horn blowers left the stage. Now amped up and rockified, the new band tops the charts and is lured away from its hometown to LA with a record deal while an evil villain "Mr. Mustard" takes over their hometown and turns it into a city of sleaze. Mr. Mustard answers to an even eviller entity known as "F.V.B." (the meaning revealed only at the end). What follows is a very flimsy chain of events, each represented by a Beatles song. There is no dialogue in this film; it's all music.Production values are high, and you can expect to see some impressive sets, scenery & costumes as well as decent cinematography. In other words, it's not a cheap production. The style is very tongue-in-cheek, much like The Who's musical "Tommy" released 3 years prior. In fact I had to check to see if both films were directed or produced by the same people. They weren't. But if you were entertained by "Tommy" you'll probably get a kick out of this as well.I recommend getting acquainted with the Bee Gees before watching this movie. There's a good documentary called "The Bee Gees: In Our Own Time" which might open your eyes and prep you for a better experience if you decide to watch this. Only now, decades after the fall of disco and with only 1 Bee Gee still living, the band is finally getting some respectful treatment. Love em or hate em, you gotta admit they took the world by storm for a brief moment in music history.Notable guest musicians Earth Wind & Fire, Peter Frampton, Alice Cooper, Aerosmith, and a hilariously bizarre appearance by fancy-footed soul singer Billy Preston shooting laser beams of love from his fingertips round out this one-of-a-kind experience (Billy played electric piano on the Beatles' original "Get Back" which he sings here). I like to keep this DVD playing at loud volumes while I'm doing household chores to keep me moving. It may scare off some visitors, but then who needs em?

chepibeloco If you love The Beatles, their music, or the types of movies they made, please do not watch this. This sorry excuse for a film is a compilation of terrible renditions of Beatles songs performed by the Bee Gees with Peter Frampton (da fuh??)and imitates the quirky style of the Beatles films that you love. It follows the predictable story of a band plucked from obscurity that rockets to fame, and all their misadventures along the way, mostly focusing on retrieving the magical instruments of Sgt. Pepper that were stolen. The film is occasionally narrated by an old man who makes you wonder what John or Paul would say whenever he starts singing their songs.And what is this? Dr. Loomis from Halloween is a perverted old man who slips a roofie or a drugs or something into Framptons glass that is supposed to be funny, or something.For the most part you can follow what is going on in the story, but at times it's unclear what is going on, and why anyone agreed to do the things that the director asks them to do. For example, Alice Cooper drops his face into a cream pie after cheering for himself singing. Cool. Good job.Oh look, an unnecessary hot air balloon ride scene.The Bee Gees do a great job of looking like horny teenagers whenever they see a pair of legs that they can discern as female. With all the flowy hair and skinny jeans, it is quite remarkable if you can identify a man from a woman in this film. The only scenes worth watching are Steve Martin singing Maxwell's Silver Hammer as a crazy Doctor, and Aerosmith serenading a troop of pelvic thrusting boy scouts who apparently have kidnapped the on again off again love interest. Then Peter Frampton and Steven Tyler strangle each other while wearing very shiny spandex pants until Strawberry Fields pushes Tyler to his untimely demise. Then in shock for killing the one guy in the scene who deserved to live, she passes out and falls to her own electrically charged death.It's hard to tell if this film is trying to pay tribute to the Beatles and their work, or if maybe it's just a bunch of people tripping on Acid and singing Beatles songs. The Bee Gees are over the top and annoying as hell in each scene they're in. The Ringo character chews the scenery incessantly, and winks cheekily at the camera looking even more ridiculous than his counterparts.Oh cool, another unnecessary hot air balloon ride.Just when you think this movie couldn't ruin the Beatles for you any more, they go ahead and find a 70's vision of futuristic robots and have them sing She's Leaving Home in a flat, emotionless, robotic voice. Then mean Mr. Mustard, the villain(?) sings an operatic When I'm 64, and ties Strawberry Fields to the top of his creepy child molester van, and they briefly sing a duet.I stumbled on this film on Netflix. I considered it again and again, curious as to what it could possibly be about. After two years of putting off and putting off giving it a try, I finally in a moment of weakness said to myself, "It can't be THAT bad," and pressed play. What followed was worse than I could have possibly imagined, yet, I couldn't turn it off. There HAS to be a redeemable quality in this. People spent money on this movie to get it made. And possibly thousands of dollars just on keeping the Bee Gees hair feathered and flowy. That is a lot of hairspray, my friends. Then I saw it. That moment when you just know, THIS is why the movie was made! Barry Gibb puts a hand on each of his brother's knees, and looks them both in the eye while singing "I want to turn you on". Frampton immediately leaps from the top of a building to commit suicide. The Deuce Ex Machina shows up out of nowhere and uses his magical pointing finger to zap Frampton back to the precipice from whence he leapt, and does a funky rendition of "Get Back". He then proceeds to turn all the people on the street into priests and nuns, which, of course makes all kinds of sense. I mean, if I could go all Bruce Almighty, that's the first and most sensible thing to do. The film ends in the only way that this movie could possibly end, with a Bollywood song and dance with a bunch of random celebrities and has-beens singing and dancing their hearts out with the Bee Gees and Frampton marching in place in front of them. What has been seen, has been seen, and cannot be unseen.

irishm Full disclosure: I don't like the Beatles, and in fact will go out of my way to avoid them. Nothing personal to their millions of fans, but I see nothing there that's the least bit appealing. To give you an idea exactly how much I know about popular music, though: for years I thought that was Mick Jagger singing lead for the FVB… silly me; it's Steven Tyler. Oops.I don't like fantasy. Nor do I like the Bee Gees… well, maybe more specifically, I don't like disco and I still resent having it shoved down my throat every day of my life when I was in high school. The Brothers Gibb actually sound okay when they sing, as long as it's something other than disco… nice harmonies.You might as well add George Burns to the things I don't like, as long as we're at it, and seeing as he's here.During my most recent viewing, it finally occurred to me that perhaps Beatles fans actually see this kind of thing in their minds when they listen to the original music… perhaps they understand the odd lyrics and find meaning in them independently. Perhaps that meaning is even different for each listener. My own imagination can't find that kind of meaning in nonsensical things like walruses and strawberry fields and yellow submarines, but when it's all laid out for me as a story I can follow, even in an awkwardly cobbled-together effort like this one, I do like it. It's weird, exploitive, poorly acted by many (I'm looking at you, Mr. Frampton), over-long, grotesque in places (now I'm looking at Mr. Howerd and Mr. Martin) and very much a crass pop-culture money-making effort with questionable staying power… yet I'm entertained by it. I've probably seen it a half-dozen times. Sometimes I don't know why I'm watching it… but I still watch it, all the way to the end. I don't really 'get it', necessarily, but I enjoy it on some level.Beatles fans probably universally dislike this production, and I don't blame them. I'd dislike it if I was a fan of the source material, but since I'm not, I approach this film on a whole different level and it works for me.