Stars a fairly young Renee Zellweger. Her hair is remarkably red.
I'm a bit conflicted. The movie isn't really much good, but there's a silly enthusiasm that runs through it, and this is a little infectious. It's easy to find yourself smiling broadly at nothing in particular, even as the jokes aren't worthwhile, the plot is predictable, and the music is unremarkable.
Part of the appeal might be the fifties look of things. It isn't colored quite the same, but some of the fashions are there.
There's one thing that really stands out. At least two people are too old for their parts. One of them is less obvious, and that's one of the girls in The Sirens. On some of the closeup shots, the lines on her face are obvious, and they betray the fact that she isn't a teenager. The other is John Doe, playing the biker Lucky. He was 40 when he made this movie, and it shows.
There's one unusual step with this movie, and it's the ending. The last act is a goofy "rock and roll on trial" sequence. Strangely, rock winds up being defeated, which leads to the lead girl running away from home. Strangely dark for a made-for-TV movie.
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