Monday, 28 March 2011

[450] Killing Bono (2011) Review

And here's another review! Sadly, yet another disappointing film. My patience is being tested.

Heavily adapted from the memoirs of Telegraph rock critic, Neil McCormick, Killing Bono starts thrillingly, before falling into the frustrating, unpleasant space between fact and fiction.

Its opening is both promising and entirely made up. In 1987, Neil (Ben Barnes) careens through the streets of Dublin, which are draped with posters teasing an exclusive launch party for
The Joshua Tree, the latest album from U2. In between swerves, he breaks the fourth wall, staring at the camera as we hear of his thwarted dreams. "I always knew I'd be famous," he crows, but little did he know that it would be his two classmates, Paul Hewson (Martin McCann) and David Evans (Mark Griffin), later known as Bono and The Edge, that would take on the world. However, tonight, on the eve of the release of their biggest selling album, he would steal the limelight. He is going to kill Bono.

With its gaudy, hyper-real cinematography and Barnes' loopy, exaggerated performance, there are hints that we're in for something tense and twisted with this story of obsession. But we're soon dragged back to the late 70s, back to the boys' school days, where Neil sets up a band to rival the stars-to-be, and poaches his brother, Ivan McCormick (Robert Sheehan), from under proto-U2's noses.

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