A Review: Pirate Radio
Pirate Radio: It’s like a crooked, colorful paper airplane. You don’t really care where it falls, but it’s nice to watch, you know? Sweet jamz, great actors (philip seymour hoffman etc, witty dialogue, but … nothing much interesting happens, you’re not captivated, there’s no end all be alls. Plus, the end’s a large chunk of sap. And yet. Generally speaking, I liked it. My favorite scene? When father and sun swim for their lives through a submerged compartment on a sinking ship, while records float around them like bits of confetti and the aptly named Cat Stevens song transcends all. It’s nice, right?