July Junque: Movie Review Madness - Jersey Boys

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Sherry, Sherry baby………..everyone kicks into this song with their best falsetto. But there is only one Frankie Valli and The Four Seasons. Jersey Boys, based on the Tony award winning Broadway musical, is now on screen. It’s a well directed film by Clint Eastwood, who was smart enough to cast dudes who can sing – the real Broadway actors. Too often musicals stretch with a Hollywood actor/singer and you can’t disappear into the story. Kudos to Clint.  

John Lloyd Young (Frankie Valli), Michael Lomenda (Nick Massi), and Vincent Piazza (Tommy DeVito) are young punks trying to get out of their small Jersey town. Frankie cuts hair by day and sings at night. Tommy’s the charmer, working the gigs, grooming Frankie, spending the bucks, and has the goods that fall off the truck. He rolls in and out of Rahway prison with a smile on his face. But everyone looks out for Frankie. He even brings the local capo (a great Christopher Walken) to tears with a version of Your Mother’s Eyes.  

But they need a real band name, and an original songwriter. Enter a buddy, Joe Pesci (yes, the one who becomes an actor). Joey knows this Bob Gaudio (Erich Bergen) who can play, sing, and write. The group meet and while Tommy senses leadership competition, they agree to take on Bob. Kaboom – with the right record producer, gigs on American Bandstand, tours galore and songs like Sherry, Big Girls Don’t Cry, and Walk Like a Man The Four Seasons should be raking in the dough.  

Jersey Boys goes behind the scenes of the group’s story. We see the wife’s alcohol problem, divorce, the daughter’s drug issues. Daddy’s on the road and she’s missing out on fatherly guidance and love.

 

Tommy’s gambling problems cause huge money issues, strife, and breakup of the group. We see the guys grow from kids on the street to men dealing with fame and turmoil. The film shows the grinding hard work, and the need to perform.  

Frankie sings, he chases the music, and eventually goes it alone. We finally see the group meet up at the Rock ‘N Roll Hall of Fame Induction. Bad feelings are put on the back burner with handshakes and hugs. And then they sing again, and that voice of an angel soars. It’s tough to beat a real live Broadway production, but the Jersey Boys film does a darn good job of keeping your toes tapping. You’ll go home and break out that falsetto – Sherry, sherry baby………