Leto

If you can disregard the derivativeness, this has some decent music and charismatic performances, and it provides some insights into the Western aspirations of Soviet youth culture.

An incredibly imagined film.

Don't let the premise intimidate you.

A blaze of black-and-white with amped-up sound.

An earnest portrait of a little-known era in music history.

Maybe you had to be there, but it's a movie's job to take us, and this one gets only partway.

This dramatic musical manages to conquer me with the biography of Soviet rock legends Víktor Tsoi and Mike Naumenko. [Full review in Spanish]

Kirill Serebrennikov's LETO is a tribute to music, dreams of youth and the power - and beauty of ambition.

What it lacks in discipline it makes up for with a whole lot of feelings. Pure, deep, preciously undefined feelings.

The unreal musical sequences in which crowds burst into renditions of Psycho Killer and The Passenger are fun, yet the film seems a bit too pleased with itself for coming up with something Danny Boyle might have tried 20 years ago.