I adored John Carney’s Once, though as I look through this site’s archives it occurs to me that I have never written about the film in all my seven years of writing for the web. Shame, shame. Anyways, Once is a treasure, and in regards to Once Carney’s latest film, Sing Street, feels like an altogether different treasure. Once is bittersweet and heartbroken; Sing Street is joyful and optimistic, though not without its share of emotional suffering. There are wounded people all over the place here, desperate, broken, hopeless people, but the tone of the film is more uplifting than that. It’s a movie about those people finding ways out of their gloom, unsurprisingly through music.
My full thoughts on the movie are detailed over at Paste Magazine. Jump to it.