Blucher One of the worst movies I've ever seen

Nessieldwi Very interesting film. Was caught on the premise when seeing the trailer but unsure as to what the outcome would be for the showing. As it turns out, it was a very good film.

Griff Lees Very good movie overall, highly recommended. Most of the negative reviews don't have any merit and are all pollitically based. Give this movie a chance at least, and it might give you a different perspective.

Erica Derrick By the time the dramatic fireworks start popping off, each one feels earned.

EmilyMoulder If you like partying all weekend, getting off your face on…. fizzy drinks, and listening to some of the coolest indie bands around then chances are this movie was made for you.All Tomorrow's Parties is a collection of fan filmed footage from the festival of the same name, which takes place in East Sussex and Somerset at out of season holiday camps each year.If you don't dig festivals or live music then you could be wasting your time on this but whether you love them or loathe them this is more of an experience than a film. It's loud, sweaty, sexy and enthralling.There's no plot, no characters (unless you count the musicians) and there's no point. It's mostly a matter of sitting back and being sucked into the festival.But because the whole thing is made up of fan footage, as well as some camera-work by the bands themselves, it's very disjointed and jarring in places but, for the most part, it's plain impressive. It's a lot like watching home movies of people you've never met.The editor, Nick Fenton, is a genius as is evidenced in the first 5 minutes in which a thumping beat plays to footage of the holiday camps as they used to be in the 50s and 60s: full of family fun, not festival stoners and their guitars.A lot of funny teenage shenanigans occur as the festival seems to be a gateway through which people grow up and music displays the shaky transition from teenager to adult. It showcases how people who genuinely love music will find a beat anywhere and that it's more than just noise.Bands that are included in this musical mash-up are The Yeah Yeah Yeahs, The Mars Volta, Nick Cave and the Bad Seeds, The Gossip and a bizarre little cameo by comedian David Cross. If you don't like or have never heard of these people, I wouldn't worry because there is an eclectic mix and you'll probably find something you'll like.While it is an impressive collage of material, it does lack any kind of cohesiveness and could lead to a few dips in your attention. Also, its use of split screen teeters between visually grating and kinetic magnificence.A good film but probably best enjoyed when you've had some… fizzy drinks.

Niklas Pivic I've blogged about it in its entirety here: http://niklasblog.com/? p=5074It's directed by Jonathan Caouette and the festival-goers, most of which contributed film and stills when ATP asked for it, mostly for this documentary. It's notably also shot by Vincent Moon, who's done a lot of Take Away Shows, where he's filmed quasi-famous bands performing their songs (mostly acoustic sets) on the streets.600 hours of footage that was compiled from fans was edited by Nick Fenton and comprises this collage from 200 contributors. It's surprisingly coherent.After-show delights from fans (including a girl trying to climb a cottage and failing) and artists (who are fans, of course), people arriving to the resort, history, gigs, snippets of Patti Smith, Sun Ra, Iggy Pop and others from different eras explaining how they feel about music are included, as well as the place in itself. It's a magical place that makes Tim Burton's "Alice in Wonderland" feel like a commercial trick. The people. The people! The after-shows, the gigs outside people's chalets, the cheap, bad wine from the shop in the center of it all, Lightning Bolt blowing a speaker, the Yeah Yeah Yeahs walking around everywhere, Daniel Johnston sitting in a garden with loads of people hearing him sing and play an acoustic guitar, the sun shining in as the bloody seagulls squawk you awake and as you wake up you push the curtains – with the ugliest print you've ever seen – away from the window to see people returning home from a late late night that never really ends. Not until you leave. But the place sticks, and it's been a part of my heart ever since and it'll never leave, because it's just that beautiful. It's the wind moaning in your ears as you realise it's not the wind, it's the fact that you've just left a small chalet where Scott sits with a laser device, people from The National walk along and you hear bands in the background. Bands? What bands? You don't care, because it's all like one big party where nobody's headlining. It's just music, to paraphrase a guy – who looked a lot like Jerry Garcia – in the documentary. From another time, another age.I suddenly feel like Hunter S. Thompson at the end of the film "Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas", where he talks and writes of the American election and how it becomes America. The documentary is a part of the experience as much as a piece of the puzzle, and to me it's the bottle that says "drink me". Drink it! And then go to Minehead. You will be a better person for it. Trust me. There is no ego in this. There are no competitions. There's bingo in the early mornings, places to hang out with friends you don't know yet and the best feeling I've ever experienced with them, like you're all weirdly connected through more than music. I love it.

aubenbarek For a film almost entirely composed of amateur footage, sent in by fans, this is certainly one of the best looking, best sounding rock documentaries I've seen for a very long time.This girl Krissie Nicolson summed it up pretty well: "We get performances from the festival goers and artists on film, camcorder, Super 8 and mobile phones. Some of it is hilarious, some of it's inspiring - and all of it is entertaining in some way. I think this film instructional. It should be shown at schools as part of the national curriculum to excite free and independent thinking. After all, this country needs the agitators more now than ever."

Rob-O-Cop I was expecting to see a film of rock footage and quirky asides as you might think a movie on the legendary alternative music festival ATP would yield. What we got is something a whole lot more than that and all the better for it.For a film on rock concerts there was surprisingly little straight full song concert footage. What we got instead was insight into the motivation and vibe of the festival, and how this sits along side general music trends and more importantly what that means in a wider context.ATP is a welcome slight on the rock star myth. Instead we see real people connecting with real emotions and expressing it through real music, and the audience who actually heard that expression and the effect it had on them.There's more music around us than ever, it's on all the time, but how many of us actually listen.That said there is some spectacular live footage and some stunning sound, but more than that Jonathan Caouette has edited the miles of footage into a message, a thought provoking and relevant message, and that is why this film succeeds above the just another rock concert movie option, which would have been quite entertaining in itself.