Dreams Die Hard
The one idea I’ve always imagined, should I ever decide to give up the movie reviewing business and sell out to become a screenwriter, is now more or less moot. I had visions of a Happy-Madison/Will Ferrell style of movie that revolved around an air guitar band that played mostly ’80s bubble-gum metal. Somebody like Sandler or Vince Vaughn would play lead air guitarist, and in order to save their music store, they had to win some sort of National Air Guitar competition in the end (with judges like Slash, Sebastian Bach, and Dee Snider — you know they’d do it). It was going to be awesome, and there’s already a documentary on air guitar, so I’d just blow-up the idea into a complete, sell-out formulaic underdog comedy. Win!
But I think the idea is cooked, after witnessing the trailer for Adventures of Power (now out in L.A., and Prisco may or may not review it). It’s not about air guitar — it’s about a a small-town dreamer’s quest to become the best air drummer in the world and overcome obstacles and ridicule to save the day!
It’s decidedly indie (think: Napoleon Dynamite on air drums), so it’s not exactly a sell-out movie. It comes from writer/director Ari Gold, who must have some relationship with “Entourage,” not just because of the character name of Jeremy Piven, but his iMDB page has a picture of him with Adrian Grenier.
Anyway, though the trailer is awesome, it doesn’t show the best thing that Adventures of Power has to offer: Jane Lynch is in it. And for my money, that’s all I need to know.
Check it out:
This totally sucks, too. Because you know who was going to be the lead singer in my arch-rival band? Donald Faison. Dreams die hard, folks.