Bruce Springsteen songs drive Blinded by the Light, a helluva good concept, well played. That said, the film itself is somewhat cloying, more fanzine than Rolling Stone, albeit elevated by the Boss’s oeuvre.
The movie does a great job with some Springsteen songs, projecting the lyrics on walls around a kid hearing them when they were the most meaningful thing in his life. Other songs, not so much. To wit, some Bollywood-like scenes are set to serious songs that don’t fit the happy dances the characters are doing.
Another ding: The movie incorrectly presents Bruce’s music as a way of life. But, “his music is a coping mechanism,” says Aaron Phagura in the nearby video. The movie’s Sikh swami of Springsteen is right.
Still, Blinded by the Light is a hoot and a treat for Springsteen fans of all stripes. Interestingly, it’s also the second British rock wannabe movie of 2019 to star a South Asian, Yesterday being the first and better one. More generally, it’s been a great couple years for classic rock appreciation at the multiplex: Queen (Bohemian Rhapsody), Elton John (Rocketman), The Beatles (Yesterday), and now the Bard of New Jersey.
“Long live rock!” Oops, that’s The Who. “Tramps like us, baby we were born to ruuunnnnnnnn!”
Mostly newcomers, the entirely winning cast are by turns fresh, funny and brilliant – British brilliant.
This somewhat autobiographical film has lots to love and some elements to disdain.