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Powder review

The biggest problem with most films about fictional bands is that they’re not Spinal Tap.

Adapting Kevin Sampson’s rock-lit exposé into an overwrought ramble through the shallow highs and bloated lows of fast-found indie success, first-time director Mark Elliot leaves the dial somewhat lower than 11.

Following teenage rockers The Grams from grungy nightclubs to a holiday in Ibiza, Liam Boyle lip-synchs awkwardly along to James Walsh’s voice and mopes around festivals looking troubled.

The cast make a sound effort, but sadly you’ll find a more searing indictment of the modern music scene in the Jonas Brothers movie.

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