In 1930s London, rebel youth, young
the occasional grown-up got all crazy on
music, alcohol and some funny white
that were starting to catch on as a way to
ones dancing machine rolling all night.
Actor-turned-director Stephen Fry has
rather strange film here, frantically paced
shallow depictions of its main characters.
that those main characters are supposed
rather shallow to start, the whole thing
works in a
weird, often very amusing way. Stephen
Moore is very good as Adam, a young
trying to pull together enough pounds to
party-going sweetheart (Emily Mortimer).
National Enquirer-type gossip
becomes a phenomenon, and his party
compatriots spin out of control. A fun
cast, including Jim Broadbent as a
General" who takes Adams money to bet
horse, then promptly disappears. The
highlight is a small role played by Peter
who is pitch perfect as Mortimers daffy
Not an incredibly consistent film, but it
many laugh-out-loud moments.