★ 7 / 10
Using actuality from their relatively short career, this
CinemaSerf
Using actuality from their relatively short career, this is quite an interesting documentary that illustrates the rise and fall of this duo of childhood…
Using actuality from their relatively short career, this is quite an interesting documentary that illustrates the rise and fall of this duo of childhood friends that started off in a small bedroom in North London and ended up punching well beyond it's weight in the UK, USA and in China too. It uses running narratives from George Michael (aka "Yog") and Andrew Ridgeley and takes us on a colourful chronology of their rise to fame and has accessed a strong selection of archive to support that. It's not one of those films that's constantly interrupted by chats from opinionated music journalists, indeed even the likes of Elton John quote only briefly, and always within the contemporaneous context of the timeline. The two men deliver a commentary that is complimentary and generous to the other - I'd like to know when AR laid his track down, George having dies in 2016, just to see whether the former is a polite response to the latter, or genuinely what was felt at the time. There are plenty of occasions when you do look at the imagery and wonder just what did Ridgely actually do, but the tone of the film and the demeanour of the two together would suggest that, like in many a successful marriage - inspiration and support for one can come in a lower keyed but just as crucial contribution from the more "silent" partner. Also - he chose the skimpy shorts that helped make a star out of him and his nervous, camera-shy, friend! It also features a fair reflection of their rather more substantial back catalogue. I lived through the whole Wham-mania thing as a teenager but had forgotten much of what made them the phenomena that they became. It touches on wealth (or not), pressures, sexuality, angst - but it doesn't jump the gun. It's about the band not the solo artist it spawned, so all of that is sort of left poised. Luckily for director Chris Smith he's got Alex Black as ferret-in-chief of the archive and there's enough new here to sustain an interest in two boys who lived the dream, set some trends, and shook the world - briefly! You don't need to be a Wham fan to enjoy this. It's quite an interesting look at societal issues and the music business in the early 1980s, too.
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★ 7 / 10
A love letter to Yog.
garethcrook
Did I need a Wham! Documentary in my life? I didn't think do, but turns out I was wrong. Now let's be clear I wasn't a Wham! Fan. I did grow up in the 80s, but…
Did I need a Wham! Documentary in my life? I didn't think do, but turns out I was wrong. Now let's be clear I wasn't a Wham! Fan. I did grow up in the 80s, but I don't think there's a single Wham! Song I like. So why on earth am I watching this? Well partly the power of Netflix marketing and partly that I do enjoy a good documentary. And this is a good documentary. It doesn't break any moulds, the format of tons of archive is fairly standard now, but there is a wealth of stuff here that takes you right back to the era with nailed on authenticity. Two high school mates, fooling around with music, playing, experimenting. Nothing much else to do and plenty of social discord to feed off, as they muck around with home demos. What's obvious though is they've got talent and drive and in George (or Yog), a great charismatic singer. 'Wham Rap' still leaves me cold, but hey at least there was some substance to it and in 'Careless Whisper', although it's pure schmaltz, it's pop potential really does smack you in the face. What's interesting now, watching in 2023 is the reliance they had on the record industry to be given a break. No social media or accessible DIY scene. Young George and Andrew aren't work shy, putting in the hours on dingy club tours, but it's a lucky break getting the chance to fill in for a no show on Top of the Pops and from there things go nuts. It's all about the look. It's the 80s after all. Pretty boys (plus the two girls) and a dance routine what more do you need? Nothing apparently. The hits keep coming, charting every single. There's no talking heads and most of the narration comes from Andrew Ridgley, stock filling in where the archive gets sparse, but there's plenty from George Micheal too, these parts beautifully edited to make it feel like he's been part of the production with the two friends still bouncing off one another. No more so, than when the subject of George's sexuality comes out. How he handled it or rather didn't. His realisation that he was gay, at a time where that was still an issue in a Conservative British society. Instead of being excepted as it would be today (in music at least), it's repressed and hidden. Overshadowed by the critical punches they took as their pop star rose. Screaming teenagers taking over as they go on tour, they play up to it, leaving by what I'm sure are the front doors of Manchester Apollo (58:50) in towel robes, when they could've snuck out the side door. It's the era of Whamania and they admittedly love it, sticking their faces on merch... and making sod all money. It's details like this that make documentaries on subjects you didn't think you cared about interesting. Because you don't know everything and often because you've not paid attention and dismissed something, you've not realised there's more meat on the bone. So we wind through the sordid issues or dodgy record deals, the band creative separation, ambition and two people on different paths. Ridgley talks openly and candidly, as much of the story becomes commanded by George. It's to Ridgley's credit that he drives this so well. It's a love letter to a lost friend. Am I a converted Wham! Fan? No, not at all, but I'll admit more respect for George Micheal and Andrew Ridgley, what they did and how they did it.
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★ 8 / 10
Boys Will Be Boys...
Xstal
There's a decade that began with lots of style, if you were there I'd guarantee you had a smile, as New Romantics left a mark, Punk and Disco had a spark, but…
There's a decade that began with lots of style, if you were there I'd guarantee you had a smile, as New Romantics left a mark, Punk and Disco had a spark, but it was Wham that got you dancing in the aisle. Two bad boys who generated so much fun, they were the epitome of everyone's young gun, a ray of sunshine, panorama, cocktails abound at Tropicana, as they opened doors to everyone's freedom.
A more than enjoyable reflection of a time two young lads came together to create some pop perfection, to wake up a generation and give those tuned in, everything they wanted, getting closer to a heaven, than they'd ever been before.
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"Through archival interviews and footage, George Michael and Andrew Ridgeley relive the arc of their Wham! career, from 70s best buds to 80s pop icons." Urgh, no. George has been dead since 2016 so there's no chance had any input into this.