A pleasant enough trifle...

Rating: 6/10 (3 September 2019)

This was a pleasant trifle, a big cone of pink fluffy cotton candy that we enjoyed and then promptly forgot about. It was a nice love letter to the Beatles and their music, with a wispy thin plot that required a massive suspension of disbelief to believe that the songs by the Beatles were so extraordinary, they would be hits no matter when they were released or who sang them. I love their music, but they were also as much a product of the right time and place as anything else, and lots of other great artists didn't have as much success because they weren't mop-topped white boys singing catchy tunes.