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Ihre Musik. Ihr Leben. Ihr Vermächtnis.
London zu Beginn der 2000er Jahre: Die talentierte Sängerin und Musikerin Amy Winehouse findet in den Clubs von Camden ihre Bühne. Mit ihren Songs, ihrer außergewöhnlichen Stimme und ihrem einzigartigen Charisma begeistert sie das Publikum. Schnell werden Musikfans und Talent Scouts auf sie aufmerksam und ihr kometenhafter Aufstieg in den Pophimmel beginnt.
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>"I like to sabotage myself, d'you know what I mean?" I don't know too much about Amy, so I can't comment on the movie's accuracy. Putting that aside, the story is a shallow mess. It plays more like a "greatest hits" compilation than any sort of attempt to dig deeper and examine what drove this passionate and tortured person. Marisa Abela's performance, however, is electric, and basically the only good reason to see this. Effortlessly cheeky, charismatic as hell, desperately sad, and not afraid to be unlikable at times. I was astonished to learn that all the vocals are hers as well (I was sure she was just lip-syncing to Amy's vocals). Her performance single-handedly brings a shock of life to this dud of a screenplay.
Like reading liner notes when all you wanna do is play the album. The acting and tribute band aspect were on point, but the script felt random and, dare I say it, Aimless.
I love the music, but it's a shame the story has nothing to do with the real Amy Winehouse You're better off watching the 2015 documentary about her But you can't deny that Marisa Abela gives a fantastic performance
Can‘t say anything about the movie‘s accuracy but I think everyone knows that Amy Winehouse‘s life did end way too soon and it‘s a sad story overall. It‘s been so long but I certainly still remember the time when she released her biggest hits and they were on top of the charts. In regards to the movie I was mainly impressed with the main actress and her performance in this role. Phenomenal acting to say the least. She also did her own singing which is incredible in its own right.
More like Back to Formula...with these generic music biopics. This whole movie feels so wrong. The script was written before they asked for the family's blessing. So, I'm guessing that if they didn’t give their blessing, the film would have been made anyway. It's funny how this movie ends with a depressed Amy walking up the stairs, which is supposed to symbolise her going to heaven visually, and slowly fading to a black screen with white text saying, "Amy Winehouse passed away at...". Nice job there Sam Taylor-Johnson. This approach to filmmaking should be taught in empty classes. Marisa Abela (Who plays Amy Winehouse), Jack O'Connell, and Eddie Marsan were all good, but their talents are wasted here. But hey, at least she's no Spice Girl.