On another whim, I
happened to watch Born to Boogie, a film about T. Rex from
1972 that is difficult to categorize. Directed by and featuring
several scenes with Ringo Starr, it clearly takes a card from Ringo's
goofy, playful style. Most of the film is based around concert
footage from two massive concerts on the same day at Wembley. In
between are some experimental and comedic scenes and a superstar jam
session in which T. Rex are joined by Ringo and Elton John.
If you're a fan of T.
Rex and that introduction sounds awesome, then you will probably
enjoy the film no matter what else I write. But in truth, the film
leaves a lot to be desired. First off, it's only just about an hour
long. Secondly, of the dozen or so songs performed, three are
repeated (albeit in different arrangements). Most importantly, while
Ringo seems like a really fun person to hang out with, he isn't
exactly a talented director.
The concert footage is
decent, but it is readily apparent that it was either overdubbed or
at least partially re-tracked. Harmony vocals can be heard despite no
one on stage apparently singing them. Marc Bolan's hands are not
always aligned with the guitar sounds, and at some points it even
sounds like there are two guitar tracks. Mickey Finn's congas are
mostly inaudible. Worst of all, much of the screen time is devoted to
rather creepy close-ups of ecstatic young women in the audience.
The studio jam session
is admittedly quite cool, but again, signs of overdubbing or
re-tracking are apparent. Nonetheless, the three percussionists still
have some trouble staying in time. On the other hand, John hammers at
a piano with a furious intensity that is impressive to watch. While
"Tutti Frutti" seems like nobody's favorite song, "Children
of the Revolution" is done quite well.
The other notable
segment is described as a "Tea Party" despite that it
features nuns eating hamburgers, Finn ravenously eating something
apparently bloody, and Bolan playing songs with an acoustic guitar,
backed by a string quartet. The imagery, despite being filmed at John
Lennon's estate grounds, is mostly bizarre and uncomfortable, but
the music is pleasant. They play a medley of "Jeepster",
"Hot Love", "Get It On", and "The Slider",
all done in clever arrangements with the strings.
Other than a few bits
of recited poetry, that's about all there is. Later releases add
various interviews from the era, assorted outtakes, and/or the entire
Wembley concerts. My interest did not quite extend that far. While I
deeply appreciate the cosmic absurdity of T. Rex, Born to Boogie
does not do a great job of presenting their best parts. It comes
across as indulgent and uninspired. If you can handle that, it still
has some fun elements, and it's easy to see why someone so strange
could be so inspirational.
Score: C-
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P.S. Thanks to
Stereogum for offhandedly
mentioning this film!
P.P.S. I never released
how much Robert Smith borrowed from Bolan in the early days!