Nineteen sixty-eight was not a very good year. Unless you're talking music.
This is a movie, inspired by a true story, about an Aboriginal girl group that learns to sing American soul and takes their act to Vietnam.
Yeah. You read that right.
The movie begins on a gee whiz, let's-put-on-a-show, Andy Hardy note. But it soon deepens as the facts about Australia's treatment of Aboriginals enter the plot on one continent and the great civil rights leader Martin Luther King is assassinated on another.
The Movie Slut defies you to remain dry eyed throughout this flick.
And she doubts you'll be able to sit still either.
Nineteen sixty-eight was a very good year for music.
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