In April I gave the first real break to my wife from our then 10 months old baby. It was the first time I had the baby on my own for hours. She used the chance to go to the movie theater for the first time in a year. She checked out, with my mother, The boat that rocked a British movie about the golden age of pirate radio in (ehh, I mean at the shores of) the UK in the early 1960’s. Meanwhile I wandered around with the baby in the mall where the multiplex was. We all survived, the baby was happy enough and they got out of the show in a rather cheerful mood. Since then I wanted to see the flick myself.
Now that I did, it put me in a good mood too. It had good music and fun, musical styles editing for the scenes where the music became in the foreground. It had terrific and inspired cast: Philip Seymour Hoffman, Bill Nighy, Rhys Ifans, Kenneth Branagh and Emma Thompson amongst others. It had only a few sad scenes and even those turned happy fast. The era of the free flowing sixties was depicted with colorful characters and brash brushes. It’s just an overwhelmingly cheerful movie, albeit not too wholesome: there is plenty of nudity and language. The good guys survive. They do while losing a battle rather slowly and winning the war ultimately.
The story centers around a popular pirate radio station operating from a boat. Its DJs and personnel are living the best days of their lives, while the government is trying to shut them and their fellow pirates down. An old friend of the owner sends his son to the ship for a bit of educational fun. His plight and flight of losing his virginity is a focus for the whole crew. But all of these are just details in the tapestry of the wild life. Next time I am in a low mood I will just put this on and will be transferred to a magical era again.