Watching: Sing Street
The ticket-taking lady congratulated me on my choice: "It's a feel-good movie!" she said. Well, it is and it isn't. How many films have you seen about teenage boys growing up in unhappy families of little means? Fighting schoolyard bullies and abusive Catholic priests? Forming misfit bands that succeed in spite of themselves? I have seen many, but it doesn't matter. To decline a small treasure because you've received something similar before seems churlish and unwise. And John Carney—maker of the ever-lovely Once and Begin Again—is someone I trust to take my hand and lead me to the right place.
Above all, though, this is a charmer about the joys and pains of finding your voice in the world, and a must for anyone who grew up in the ’80s and therefore understands the importance of these lyrics—and the threads that still tie them to the 15-year-old self who once ruled your heart:
We're talking away
I don't know what
I'm to say
I'll say it anyway
Today's another day to find you
I'll be coming for your love, okay?
In summary, I award this picture 3 out of 5 hot dog emojis 🌭🌭🌭