R. 95 min.
Director: Leonard Abrahamson
Writers: Jon Ronson, Peter
Straughan
Starring: Domhnall Gleeson,
Maggie Gyllenhaal, Scoot McNairy, François Civil, Clara Azar, Michael
Fassbender
OK. So, tonight is the
Grammy’s. “Frank” is a movie about a band that would most likely never win a
Grammy or even be invited, for that matter. But, let’s give it a whirl anyway.
So, there’s this kid who
dreams of being a musician. He works his cubicle job during the day and waits
in his room for inspiration to write songs whenever he’s not at work. I don’t
think that’s really how it works, and from the fact that most of the songs he’s
inspired to write are actually other songs that he’s heard from popular bands,
well… I’m guessing I’m right.
Anyway, fate intervenes and
he witnesses as scene during which the keyboardist of an underground band
playing in his town that evening goes off his gourd and tries to drown himself
in the ocean. The manager ends up asking this kid to join the band for their
gig that night to fill in. The gig doesn’t go well. The band members are
hostile toward the kid, who does actually know how to play but is flabbergasted
by the band’s lead singer, Frank who wears a giant fake head on stage. They
play one song and walk off stage, telling the kid to get lost as if their
failed gig was his fault.
A few days later the kid
gets a call from the manager again. Apparently, the lead singer took a liking
to the kid and wants him to join them on their new project. The kid takes a few
weeks off work and jumps in their van. He’s shocked to learn the lead singer
wears the fake head all the time, literally. He’s doubly shocked to learn they
aren’t going on a tour; they’ve rented a cabin in the woods to hash out their
new album.
They are avant garde in
everything. They don’t have any songs planned. They have an exercise regiment.
They experiment constantly. It dawns on the kid that this isn’t going to take a
few weeks; it’s going to take months. So he begins to video their sessions and
post them to YouTube. Soon the band has a following and prospects for actual
listeners. The lead singer’s mind is blown by this development and although he
has run the show up to this point he appears to be much more open to new
prospects then the rest of the band. Their newfound popularity gets them
invited to SXSW, and well, let’s just say they don’t do well in front of actual
people.
Well, that’s a good synopsis,
Andy, but so what? I think this strange tale is a good example of how musicians
think. To go down this path of making art noise and asking people to listen to
it is a somewhat egotistical proposition. And yet, what leads musicians to make
this career decision often has very little to do with ego. Music speaks to
these people, but in a different way than it does to those of us who simply
consume the music. Much of a musician’s drive is selfish, and to place that
selfishness within a structure in which a bunch of selfish people have to come
together and produce art as a single unit requires a certain hubris that can
become volatile when a new element is introduced.
I believe the fake head is a
symbol of the structure the group needs to produce their almost magical music
together. The new kid represents the outside influences on musicians—fans,
money, success, fame, other music groups and styles—which can get in the way of
that selfish but necessary process of making their art. I suppose this could be
wrong, not being a musician myself. I do believe this movie will play better
for musicians than it will your mainstream movie audiences, because it is very
odd indeed.
It’s also much more layered
than I’ve presented it here. Certainly it isn’t just about being selfish for
art or anything like that. That’s just something I’ve keyed into here. There
are issues about childhood that enter into the process, which I think is a key
for most musicians because most of us develop our passion for music at an early
age. Even the fans develop their taste for music in their childhoods, so
there’s a key element to music and how it is made and consumed that has its
foundation in childhood. The film touches upon that link, but I don’t feel it
explores it as deeply as it could.
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