Silly, but harmless, clean and pleasant
WHILE THE new movie TOOMORROW (ABC, Walham Green) certainly won’t be smashing any cinema records or getting anyone’s vote as “Film of the Year,” it is nevertheless a clean, harmless, light-hearted picture that provides 90 minutes’ pleasant enough entertainment.
Indeed, it doesn’t even set out to win any “Film of the Year” titles. All it does is to present a new soft-drink-type pop group called Toomorrow, specially assembled for the screen by producers Harry Saltzman and Don Kirshner and made up of three likeable lads and a remarkably pretty, leggy girl called Olivia Newton-John.
What seems to have got the backs up of most of the critics is the rather silly story that has been woven around the group. For it seems that, up in space, creatures from another planet have been picking up good vibrations from the group’s efforts and their man on earth, Roy Dotrice, is ordered to whisk the popsters up into their space ship.
It appears, you see, that the creatures prefer Toomorrow’s music to their own computerised sounds, and whole pop concert ends up being transported into outer space an idea of which you may or may not approve!
As I say, it is rather an idiotic story and I’m surprised no one could come up with something a little more convincing or realistic-but I repeat that it is clean, it is harmless and it is lighthearted - and it does have the dishy Miss Newton-John.