A parade of asinine musicians obscures the already thin conflicts in "Rachel Getting Married." The wedding band, led by an aimless fiddler, are one room away in almost every scene, no matter where the action is taking place. It's like a meta-comment or a parody of film music. (Remember that "Blazing Saddles" scene with Count Basie playing in the desert?) Regardless, it's annoying.
At the wedding, a Dylan-haired guitarist indifferently works out the notes to the "Bridal Chorus." Then, groom Tunde Adebimpe sings! Granted, the actor sings in TV on the Radio as a day job. And it is a reprieve from his default acting style of staring into space.
I haven't even gotten to the jazz combo yet. Or the aging Brit-rocker. Or the samba marching band!
At the wedding, a Dylan-haired guitarist indifferently works out the notes to the "Bridal Chorus." Then, groom Tunde Adebimpe sings! Granted, the actor sings in TV on the Radio as a day job. And it is a reprieve from his default acting style of staring into space.
I haven't even gotten to the jazz combo yet. Or the aging Brit-rocker. Or the samba marching band!
Why are they wearing saris?
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