Let me first say that I loathe musicals. I have since high school when I loved acting, but hated musicals. I still hate movie musicals like Chicago. Its not a movie, just a celluloid rendering of stage song and dance. I hated Moulin Rouge when it was on HBO. I have refused to watch Rent despite friends and roommates belting out lyrics at me.
That said, I really wanted to see Across the Universe. It was everything I hopes it would be. It is a musical love set in the ‘60s story told through Beatles songs. Almost a rock opera, but thankfully, not quite.
Through the cast of characters, predictably named Jude, Lucy and Prudence, we see lovers from different backgrounds meeting and falling for one another in New York during the heyday of psychedelia and Vietnam War protests.
What makes this movie so interesting to watch is not just the fantastic choreography and visual effects (which deserve Oscar nominations), but the reinterpretation of songs you’ve heard so many times before.
‘Dear Prudence’ becomes a plea for the girl going through a rocky patch to let herself out of the locked closet. ‘Let It Be’ is sung by a boy during an inner city race riot taking shelter behind a burnt out car. “I Want You So Bad” is sung by the Uncle Sam poster and sergeants at the Induction Center, overwhelming any attempts of escaping Uncle Sam’s Army. “Hey Jude” becomes a plea to come back to the girl you once loved, “While My Guitar Gently Weeps” any elegy for Martin Luther King, Jr.
There should be Oscar nominations for costumes, screenplay, and visual effects if not editing for this film. It is not a commercial blockbuster, but it plays with the senses so well. Taking something so overdone as a biopic of the 1960s and making it watchable. Singing cameos that are fun: Joe Cocker as a bum (Come Together), Eddie Izzard as a Flying Circus style Ringmaster (For the Benefit of Mr. Kite), Bono as Ken Kesey (I am the Walrus) and Salma Hayek’s irresistible nurse giving a dose for While My Guitar Gently Weeps. It seems like every countercultural event make sit in here, from Timothy Leary’s Millbrook to Janis Joplin’s split with Big Brother and the Holding Company on to the SDS bombing and the Beatles’ own concert from the roof of Apple Records. I was hoping to see the Grateful Dead smuggled into the Columbia University takeover, but alas.
One last thing. Spoiler alert. The end sucks.

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