Perhaps, after Best of Show and the terrific Waiting for Guffman this is a bit of a letdown. But it's still nice to leave a theater with a smile these days -- even though it would be even nicer to leave it laughing.
Genuine appreciation of the movie comes in recognizing the careful evocation of the sights, sounds and emotions of the early '60s -- sans the politics, which are curiously MIA -- and not from hooting at the hicks.
This stuff is sporadically amusing but never laugh-out-loud funny because we never escape the feeling that the gang is coasting until a more worthy target materializes, a target they can lambaste with impunity.
Guest and his troupe have made a perfectly enjoyable movie, but held to the high comedic standards of their previous two mockumentary adventures ... not to mention This Is Spinal Tap ... A Mighty Wind is a bummer.
While the mockumentary formula is showing signs of strain, the gifted repertory company again creates an amusing gallery of incisively observed characters, riffing off each other with enjoyment levels that frequently prove contagious.
The jokes would be funny even if they weren't perfectly timed, but what makes them come across as so poignant is the seriousness with which the director and his co-conspirators deliver their jabs and japes.
While it doesn't quite reach the blissfully inspired heights of Best in Show or Waiting for Guffman, Christopher Guest's latest nevertheless makes a worthy addition to his canon of brilliantly improvised mockumentaries.
Folk music numbs me. But the sheer exuberance of A Mighty Wind, directed with mirth and mischief by Christopher Guest, who devised the story with Eugene Levy and let the cast improv the rest, had me begging for more.