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It has few human insights, and those of the most obvious kind. But it is not boring. That goes for something.
The attractive but bird-brained German biopic Eight Miles High brings up the question of tone, and it never comes close to answering it. The film's tone is utterly indistinct, beyond fatuous adoration of its subject.
Eight Miles High, based on the memoirs of Uschi Obermaier, wants to be both a tangy piece of Eurosleaze and an overview of one woman's transformations from the heady days of the 1960s onward.
Has little to offer beyond titillation and pretty landscapes.
Like most flower-power nostalgia trips, Eight Miles High has the irksome effect of reminding the audience " whether too young or too square " that it missed out on the grooviest moment in history, man. But as these things go, this one goes with
Notwithstanding the occasional unintended guffaw, Obermaier's fabulous life is resoundingly unexciting.
Refreshingly, a '60's nostalgia trip from the self-indulgent point of view of the German template for the beautiful-naked-model-bedding-chauvinist-rock-god formula.
Once your main character walks into a room and finds her boyfriend cheating on her with another woman while a chimpanzee in a dress looks on, you've pretty much lost your shot at a serious movie.
Natalia Avelon is great to look at - either naked or in see-through clothes - and that's enough to merit 8 Miles High! a three-star-rating.
The events on display have been covered%u2014over and over and over again.
You will marvel at just how naked the beautiful and talented Natalia Avelon remains scene after scene.
A movie filled with unintentional humor. Enjoyable in its cartoonish way like R. Crumb's hippies.
In "Eight Miles High," Uschi Obermaier(Natalia Avelon) is discovered at a disco in Munich by a photographer in 1968. Her mother(Petra Berndt) is absolutely apoplectic when she finds the nude photos as she is worried what the neighbors will think. Uschi takes the opportunity to hit the road with her friend Sabine(Friederike Kempter) to Berlin where Commune1 is located. Sabine soon leaves but Uschi hooks up with Rainer(Matthias Schweighofer) to practice free love which makes it kind of hard for anybody to get any sleep. Things are rocky until somebody is stupid enough to make a bomb and the police show up.(Just a quick reminder. The guy at the meeting who wants to blow everyone up is always a cop.) Uschi and Rainer emerge from the mess unscathed and are invited to hang out with the Rolling Stones.
Freely adapted from Uschi Obermaier's life story, "Eight Miles High" is not a good example of a biopic since Uschi is something of a historical footnote(a great looking footnote but still...) as a model and occasional actress who is probably of more interest to people in her native Germany. Since time immemorial, young people have wanted to escape their drab surroundings to have adventures and Uschi is no different. The movie does an admirable job of capturing her world, not condescending to the anarchists, while portraying her as a driving force that while challenging societal norms could be just as disruptive towards her friends and lovers. I'm just amazed the Rolling Stones survived her being with them.
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