Jumat, 29 Juni 2012

Good golly, Miss Dolly

Good golly, Miss Dolly

By Chris Tookey

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JOYFUL NOISE (PG)                                                                                               

Verdict: So bad, it's great

Rating: 4 Star Rating

This was a good week for people called Todd. Writer-director Todd Graff’s first film was the aptly titled Camp, and his second was another high-school musical, Bandslam.

He has finally graduated to make the corniest film of the year so far, and one of the most enjoyable.

It’s a weird mixture of Christian philosophisin’, inter-racial romancin’ and women bitchin’. Imagine if Graham Norton had written Sister Act. Well, it’s camper than that.

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On song: Dolly Parton as G.G. Sparrow, Keke Palmer as Olivia Hill, and Queen Latifah as Vi Rose Hill

On song: Dolly Parton as G.G. Sparrow, Keke Palmer as Olivia Hill, and Queen Latifah as Vi Rose Hill

Kris Kristofferson has sufficient good taste to drop dead of a heart attack in the opening minutes.

He’s the director of a strapped-for-cash gospel choir, and the conservative church pastor (Courtney B. Vance) replaces him not with Kris’s sparky widow, G.G. Sparrow (Dolly Parton), but with smug, sanctimonious nurse Vi-Rose Hill (Queen Latifah), who when she ain’t nursin’ is a-bitchin’ about G.G.

Each battling diva gives as good as she gets. ‘You’re 40, goin’ on a hundred,’ G.G. tells Vi-Rose. ‘I’m old?’ asks Vi-Rose. ‘You read the Bible to reminisce.’ 

How much you enjoy the movie may well depend on how long you can bear to look at Ms Parton, whose experiments with cosmetic surgery have left her looking in close-up like a cross between Joan Rivers and Donald Duck. She still sings well, though, and knows how to deliver a withering put-down as if she’s only just thought of it.

Singing the right tune: Keke Palmer as Olivia Hill gets advice from G.G. Sparrow player by Dolly Parton

Singing the right tune: Keke Palmer as Olivia Hill gets advice from G.G. Sparrow player by Dolly Parton

While the older ladies deliver stinging insults like transgendered Simon Cowells, G.G.’s white grandson (Jeremy Jordan) and Vi-Rose’s black daughter (Keke Palmer) fall in love politely like a PG-rated Romeo and Juliet. Curiously, no one makes the point that he’s obviously in his mid-20s while she’s only 16.

They can certainly sing, although their taste in music seems a tad irreligious. His version of Paul Mc-Cartney’s secular Maybe I’m Amazed is turned into  a dubious tribute to God with the addition of meaningful glances to the heavens and fingers pointed in the general direction of  the Almighty.

Will G.G. and Vi-Rose sink their differences so that the choir can defeat the Our Lady of Perpetual Tears church choir in L.A.’s annual Joyful Noise contest? Well, what do you think?

It would be easy to sneer at the film’s deficiencies. Among them are an inexplicable failure to explain why G.G. and Vi-Rose dislike each other in the first place. Every problem in the film â€" from racial tension to Asperger’s syndrome â€" is resolved much too neatly. But  I enjoyed it a lot. The  singing is great, even if the  choreography suggests less a love of God than an addiction to trashy exhibitionism.

Some of the numbers â€" such as Keke Palmer’s take on Michael Jackson’s Man In The Mirror and the rival choir’s That’s  The Way God Planned It â€" are great cover versions.

In the end, it’s impossible to resist the film’s exuberant high spirits.

Now watch the trailer 

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