Jonis a young man who loves music. One day he accidentally joined a somewhat neurotic underground band. The lead singer and soul of the band is Frank. He is both a brilliant genius. , It's another weird guy who wears a huge headgear all day long. Jon followed the band to record an album in a remote cabin in Ireland, where they lived a life almost isolated from the rest of the world. For a year, Jon has been privately posting their lives on social networks in the form of videos. Finally, the band’s peculiar experience attracted the attention of a certain music festival organizer, and Jon persuaded the members to go to the United States to participate in this music festival called SXSW and become famous.
Frank movie plot
2021-12-18 08:01
Extended Reading
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Madisen 2021-12-18 08:01:04
There are some things in the world that are reasonable to exist. In the end, we may not be able to agree with Frank's approaching pathological autism, but we can finally understand his thoughts and behaviors until we feel a little distressed. But after healing and a clear style, as a movie with a lot of music, the songs and singing are so ugly, okay? Fasha is so small and fresh that it’s not acceptable. In fact, we all have a headgear, but we wear it in different places.
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Nathaniel 2022-03-31 09:01:03
The absurd atmosphere and the healing ending are just blindfolds, the script is sloppy, and the topic of discussion is quite serious, no wonder it can attract this level of cast; " and "The Boxer and the Cutie" - a wise man who doesn't bother himself.
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Frank: Yes... it's like an aviary! You're birds... rock. You're a cormorant... mana... moorhen! Clara - the owl, night-hunter, silent killer.
[to Jon]
Frank: What have we got here? Lay an egg for me, little ginger bird. Lay an egg!
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Jon Burroughs: He said I was cherishable, and he picked me to join the band.
Clara: You are fingers being told which keys to push.
Jon Burroughs: I push my own keys...
Clara: Ten little bits of bone and skin.
Jon Burroughs: And I'm perfectly capable of going to my furthest corners and composing music.
Clara: Your furthest corners?
Jon Burroughs: My furthest corners.
Clara: Someone needs to punch you in the face.