Even if it’s not “Spinal Tap” level, it’s still one of the most worthwhile theater experiences you can have this Summer.
What Works: As you can tell by that dead-on subtitle (which makes me laugh just thinking about it), Andy Samberg and Co. are going after the faux-aspirational qualities mixed in with today’s pop star egomania. In songs like “I’m So Humble,” and a hilariously pandering LGBT-support song, Samberg’s aim is dead-on, and he seems to expose that even the way today’s pop stars “lift up” their fans is mixed with vanity. [Although the catchiest song is “Mona Lisa,” which I’m still humming a week later.] Everything is working so well in the first half, that it’s a little disappointing to reach the inevitable ending…
What Doesn’t: The movie is more successful when sticking closer to “Spinal Tap” satire rather than more bizarre, less specific meta-diversions. The second half really drags when getting into the “fall” stage of this faux-biopic, and the feel-good ending somewhat undercuts the satire of what came before it.
What I Would Have Done Differently: The movie isn’t long at 90 minutes, but you could still trim some of the back half and not lose anything. Still, there’s a lot more right with this film than wrong, and that’s why—unlike the main character’s music—the reviews for this film definitely haven’t been “mixed.”
Loved the movie and this review as well.
Someone should hire you as a movie review critic.
Havent’ had a good one since Siscal and Ebert.