Director Clint Eastwood returns with the story of Franki Valli and The Four Seasons.
With back-to-back 1962 hits like Sherry, Big Girls Don’t Cry and Walk Like A Man, the sharp-suited New Jersey group predated The Beatles.
Like our own Fab Four, the band had its roots in the Fifties.
Before the wheel of fortune turns full circle to a Rock and Roll Hall of Fame event in 1991, the surprisingly foul-mouthed film introduces the teenage boy band members who would create pop history.
Inspired by the hit 2005 stage musical Jersey Boys, we meet 16-year-old Frankie Castelluccio (John Lloyd Young) and best friend Tommy DeVito (Vincent Piazza) who is likely to lead him astray.
Castelluccio changes his name to Valli and they are joined by singer-songwriter Bob Gaudio (Erich Bergen) and bass player Nick Massi (Michael Lomenda).
Their background would make it easy to find trouble – especially if they cross a local mob boss like Gyp De Carlo (a surprisingly benevolent Christopher Walken).
But it’s the personalities within the group which keep the ball rolling at the same time as constantly threatening to blow it apart.
Jersey Boys reminds us that creating pop history is about so much more than queuing up for The X Factor.
And it continues some of Eastwood’s recent themes – a passion for period drama (Changeling, set in the 1920s) and biopics such as the Nelson Mandela movie, Invictus.
Jersey Boys features brilliant art direction but frustrates in equal measure by straddling too many decades, with the scant emotions of an off-set death clearly defining the problem.
The 134-minute running time saps the momentum long before the group’s overplayed asides to camera finally grab the audience towards the end – when the music also finally hits top gear.