Stunned by the audacity of the makers of this film, my good friend Andy and I duly presented ourselves at the local cinema on its release, just to see how awful it could be. Andy is the biggest Beatles fan I know, apart from me (we have been friends since we were both 11, 30 years ago), and on the awfulness score neither of us was disappointed. I haven't seen this film for 23 years, but time has not, alas, erased its sheer appallingness from my memory. If I may utter the ultimate words of condemnation, this film could not have been worse had it been made in the 80s! I read reviewer Morlock's appreciative review with mounting disbelief until he (?) revealed himself as a non-fan of The Beatles. It is probably pointless to deliver a sermon to the perpetrators of sacrilege, or their misguided apologists. Perhaps I shouldn't even dignify this justly-forgotten movie by reminding people of its regrettable existence. That said, I think I have a moral duty to warn Beatles fans to avoid this grotesquely misbegotten travesty like the plague. Non-fans of The Beatles are too far-gone in the ways of unrighteousness either to heed or merit such a warning.
