"You gotta drive it like you stole it" -Brendan (Jack Reynor)
It's interesting to think about a film as a pure passion project. Passion and work is so much more enjoyable to watch on screen than money. Films that are made as work, look and feel like work. Films that are made out of fun, inspiration, and joy. Feel like they were made of out of stardust.
You just can't fake it.
Sing Street was made by people who clearly love early 80's video pop. It's weird and strange. But they revel in it. All the hair, the colors, the questionable/iconic fashion choices, the metaphors of unrequited love. They love it all, and it shows. The creators were clearly there. They get the details, and put as much on screen as they can.
So if you are down for a 90 minutes of 80's remembrance, consider, Sing Street.
Also;
The songs are really pretty good.
The teen actors are amazing.
I am sucker for large group dance numbers.
I miss 1980s endings to films. -leave in search of adventure. No regrets. Walk away.
On a scale of Irish brogue to Irish coffee, I give Sing Street 3.7 out of 5 stars.
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