The problem of the 50's Rock n Roll movies is that you have to suffer through so much pablum and propaganda to get to a few bona fide Rockers, R&B, and justified archival songs.
This one has two songs from the Platters and two from Bill Haley. The rest is flatulent filler. Cringe inducing dialog and attempted hip talk from on and off screen squares. Unbearable performances from posers, wannabes, and opportunists.
Historians and fans should be grateful for the 10 minutes of irreplaceable, iconic and cool footage. The other 70 minutes are the corporate trappings only fit for the completest and the masochistic.
Some good jitterbugging from some professional teen-agers add some eye-candy but for the most part and this goes for all these types of films from the era, the movie studios and the adults just didn't get it and one doubts if they tried at all, except as a marketing mechanism.
This one has two songs from the Platters and two from Bill Haley. The rest is flatulent filler. Cringe inducing dialog and attempted hip talk from on and off screen squares. Unbearable performances from posers, wannabes, and opportunists.
Historians and fans should be grateful for the 10 minutes of irreplaceable, iconic and cool footage. The other 70 minutes are the corporate trappings only fit for the completest and the masochistic.
Some good jitterbugging from some professional teen-agers add some eye-candy but for the most part and this goes for all these types of films from the era, the movie studios and the adults just didn't get it and one doubts if they tried at all, except as a marketing mechanism.