Pirate Radio

J: It’s the feel good movie of the year! No, not some stupid, sappy chick-flick, I’m talking about “Pirate Radio” – a groovy trip back to the 1960s and the difficult birth of freewheeling British rock & roll. It has a terrific ensemble cast that features Philip Seymour Hoffman as an American expat DJ, The Count and Bill Nighy (geez, what CAN’T he do!) as Quentin, the boss of the ship called Radio Rock that serves as the offshore radio station of the title. The rest of the motley crew of DJ’s work around the clock to send out the trippy vibes of fledgling rock the BBC, and British government, apparently cannot abide by.

This is truly the Swinging Sixties and Young Carl (Tom Sturridge), Quentin’s godson has been sent by his mother, played with great humor by Emma Thompson, to spend time on the Radio Rock to get “straightened out”. Of course, this is the worst place for that and quite expectedly, hilarity ensues. Not surprisingly, the crew sets out to make sure Young Carl loses his virginity, but he is stymied at each turn, mostly by the man trying the hardest to help with the task, the DJ Dr. Dave (played by Nick Frost, normally a foil for Simon Pegg). Dr. Dave somehow manages to end up in bed with the very “chicks” destined for Carl, most notably, Quentin’s niece, Marianne (a charming Talulah Riley) who does eventually succumb to Carl’s modest charms.

Enter the Evil Empire in the guise of the British government. The mission of shutting down pirate radio falls to a completely, but typically, tight-assed Brit, Minister Dormandy, played with brilliant buttoned down maliciousness by Kenneth Branagh – complete with slicked down hair, dorky glasses and a decidedly unfunny family. Clearly, if he can’t have any fun in life, then neither can anyone else. He is aided in his quest by – get ready for my PIC to break out laughing – Dominic Twatt (explanation – she inexplicably cannot keep from laughing at this particular Brit euphemism, but who can blame her really) played by Jack Davenport of Pirates of the Caribbean fame. They conspire to shut down Radio Rock, which proves to be not only very hard but very unpopular as well – but that never stopped a mid-level British government functionary. More hilarity ensues.

Ok, cut to the chase. I’ve read a few reviews about this film, both from the UK and the US, and I have a question. Why is it so difficult for people to just sit back and have a good time at a movie? Why does every movie need to have a deeper meaning and loads of pathos? The simple answer is – it bloody well does not! I know I’ve launched into this rant before, but too many good movies have been sunk by this kind of thinking. I personally had a ball watching this flick. It had terrific actors that I enjoy watching whether they be vampires, petit authors or zombie best friends and terrific music to which I boogied along with in my seat. I shed a tear as the boat started to sink with all aboard and cheered when all were rescued – even The Count, which looked dicey for awhile. I had, in short, a terrific time. Too bad there are so many critics that can’t seem to do the same thing and in doing so, rob people of some potentially good natured fun. So, if this movie is still showing at a theater near you, blaze new trails, be a renegade worthy of Pirate Radio and go see this movie. You won’t regret it, Baby and you’ll be feeling groovy!

K: I agree with my PIC. This is a great movie that was fun to watch, and when you left the theater you were whistling the tunes. Definitely rent this movie when it comes out.