groupe de seniors s entrainent sur des chansons rock n roll bien dynamiques
pour presenter leur chorale lors de differents spectacles. On les voit tres
motives, malgre certains problemes de sante, parfois relativement graves !
Leur coach est un type engage et assez meticuleux, qui peine parfois a leur
faire atteindre le resultat desire. Mais on admire sans condition le
travail des ces personnes, qui font la nique aux cliches sur les gens de
leur age pour profiter encore quelques annees de la musique qui les fait
vibrer. Une belle lecon !
Basically, Young at Heart is a sweet entertainment of a film which focuses too much on the performing aspects of it subjects and not enough on the rich and full lives which these people must have lived.
Let me back track a little here.
This is a film about a group of elderly people who have as much, if not more zest for life than most people a quarter their age. They express their youthful exuberance through a musical chorus which sings about everything from being Young at Heart to Schizophrenia. Taking most of their musical selections from a more modern pop catalog, this is not your typical "old folks" sing along. The group of 22 singers traverse the globe, creating new fans at every turn.
Now this sounds great. A wonderful story to tell. But really, for me, the spectacle of these elderly people singing the Ramones, I Wanna Be Sedated, was kind of fun the first time. The second time another "edgy" tune was bellowed, it was, you know, cute. But really, by the end of the film, I had felt as though I had been given more than my share of musical numbers and was ready for that section of the film to come to a close. Of course, they have to end with the big concert, which goes to show that even real life follows a formula at times.
What I could have used more of were the people. I wanted to get to know them, and not in the superficial, "No I don't care for this music at all." kind of way. We are given a few insights into some of the peoples lives, but nothing deep and truly meaningful.
At one point one of the members of the group, who had been through six previous rounds of chemo-therapy, was rushed to the hospital with extremely low white blood cell counts. When asked if he was afraid of dying due to a possible resurgence of the cancer he had previously beaten, he gives a simple dismissive answer which appears more like denial than any actual thoughtful moment of a deep search within.
I suppose you cannot blame the people. At that age death seems to be the next transition in life. Our youthful minds pontificate on the subject of death as just another phase of life, especially for the old, as if we expect them to die. Yet the people I saw in this film had just as much desire to live as a twenty-five year old who has just married his high school sweet heart. They say that they are fine with death, whenever it comes, but you can tell that they are in no rush to meet with it. You might even say that they are somewhat afraid of it. Perhaps this is why the film could not travel any deeper than it did, remaining fairly consistently on the surface of the deep without any great aspirations to penetrate the great sea of humanity which lay before them.
This is not a bad film. It is just not all that great. We have only one chance in many of these peoples live to learn from them before they are gone, to hear of their trials and triumphs. Perhaps all that was fit to know is that they too need a reason to live.