***
out of ****
I
admit it – I'm a bit of a sucker for a feel good story. Way back
when “Britain's Got Talent” was new and interesting, a dumpy,
tubby cell-phone salesman from Wales named Paul Potts walked out on
the stage to the rolled eyes of the judges and barely the concealed
contempt of the audience. But when he opened his mouth he knocked
everyone on their backs with a lovely version of Nessun Dorma from
Puccini's "Turandot". It was easily the most “feel good” moment of
the contest and Potts went on to win the show. Since then he has
released several best selling “pop opera” albums.
Now I
am no fan of opera, though I knew enough about it to know that
Pavarotti he ain't (just compare his Nessun Dorma to Luciano's). But it was a nice story. Paul released his
memoir but I never noticed it – everyone releases memoir these days
and in the vast majority of cases they tell a story nobody should
really care about. But when Simon Cowell decided to produce a biopic
of the autobiography, I took a little notice – Cowell isn't known
for wasting his time on less-than-worthwhile pursuits. So I got a
copy of the film – and I'm glad I did.
Turns
out that Potts actually lived the life that many of us fear we're
only a step away from when we were growing up. He wasn't a good
looking kid, his father was scornful about his less-than-manly
interests, and he was beaten over and over again by local bullies.
Worst fears realized. The poor guy barely had a chance. Hell, even his name is nearly identical to a much maligned Cambodian dictator....
But
he could sing. He never took advantage of it because he was mocked
mercilessly for his interest in opera, but it was always there.
Through an internet chatroom Paul (played by James Cordon) met his
soulmate Julz (Alexandra Roach), who encouraged him to pursue his
dreams no matter where they took him. Eventually they would take him
to an opera training school owned by Pavarotti in Venice. There he
learns his craft but abandoned it following a poor performance in front of “the
master”. Setbacks continued – a burst appendix, followed by node
removal in his throat, followed by being hit by a car on his
bike..... this guy literally never caught a break.
All
this leads to his “One Chance” on BGT, where he finally delivers
the performance he was capable of, and which led to international stardom.
All very “Hollywood-ending”, but made much more interesting because it was
all true.
“One
Chance” doesn't intend to be a great movie – it just wants to
tell a story and make the audience feel good. Given those modest goals, the
film achieves everything that it attempts to. Cordon and Roach are
enjoyable in the lead roles, and Colm Meany lives up to his surname
as Paul's dad. Interestingly, I thought the music and performances
were the weakest part of the film (as Cordon isn't actually a singer,
and never looks comfortable lip-synching to Potts voice), but it
doesn't detract from the enjoyment.
If
you're looking for deep and meaningful, this isn't your film. But if
you saw Potts' performance on TV, and you thought his
shaking-nervousness was intriguing, you'll be happy to know that his
overall story is much the same. If you think you can swallow
something that sweet, you'll enjoy “One Chance”. Very nicely
done.
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