Rock
band Global Heresy is about to go on tour in Merry Olde England. At their latest press conference, they
announce they’ve hired a new bass player, played by Alicia Silverstone. Peter O’Toole and Joan Plowright are stuffy
aristocrats on the verge of bankruptcy who open their empty mansion to the band
in exchange for some much-needed income.
They are so broke that they stoop to posing as the hired help and have
to stand idly by while the band members rehearse, party, and generally cause a
ruckus in their home. Tensions rise when
Silverstone abruptly quits, and the band has to continue on without her.
Directed
by Sidney J. (Iron Eagle) Furie, Rock My World is an inane culture clash rock n’
roll comedy that doesn’t rock and isn’t funny.
It isn’t exactly dreadful; it’s just that there isn’t much of a movie
here. There isn’t really a plot, just a
set-up, followed by a string of uninteresting complications (the
band begins feuding, O’Toole’s niece stops by unannounced, etc.) parading around as subplots.
Most
of the humor revolves around O’Toole and Plowright getting pissy as the band
makes a mess of their mansion. None of
it is especially funny either. Whenever
there is a lull in the dialogue (which is often), the band plays a song to pad
out the running time. The wimpy ‘90s rock
they specialize in isn’t the worst you’ve ever heard, but it makes the
music-heavy portions of the film a tough sit.
O’Toole
and Plowright are old pros and get by on class alone. That doesn’t disguise the fact that they
deserve much better than this. Silverstone,
no stranger to rock after appearing in several Aerosmith music videos, does
what she can, but even her pouty good looks while plucking a bass can’t save
this turkey.
AKA: Global Heresy. AKA:
Band on the Run.
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