While acknowledging it is far from the perfect film, I enjoyed this movie for the most part. After the initial excitement of watching Frankie blow up the Ibiza club scene and generally engage in a life of coke and scotch fueled decadence along with the requisite groupie sex, the movie slows down as Frankie starts to go deaf. When he finally loses all of his hearing, the second half of the movie picks up as Frankie spirals down and the movie explores some dark themes including depression, insanity and major drug/alcohol abuse while at the same time there is kind of a comical element to it because Paul Kaye plays the drug addled musical genius goofball character so well that you can't help but hate and feel sorry for him at the same time. If you have ever enjoyed a night at the club and all that entails you will probably enjoy this movie and the pretty good soundtrack that accompanies it. It has a bit of a spinal tap feel to it as well....if nothing else, the coke badger will be a character you will never forget!… Expand

One of my favorite movies of the year, a movie that sent me through huge highs and low lows. The soundtrack is kickace. I can see how some would not enjoy this movie, but for anyone who appriciates the club culture and what comes with that will love it. As well the cameo by the two numbnuts from FUBAR will have you laughing quite hard.

This movie is tops. I like it almost as much as I like Requiem for a Dream.

The phrase “it’s all gone Pete Tong”, nothing to do with the dj Pete Tong, is cockney slang for “it’s all gone horribly wrong.” The film It’s All Gone Pete Tong is also nothing to with Pete Tong, though he does appear in a brief cameo, but it is about another Ibiza club legend, a fictionalised and barely plausible character called Frankie Wilde. You might be confused already and watching the film isn’t much better. The narrative, like the main character – an over-the-top alcoholic, substance abusing dj, living for a decade on Ibizia – falls repeatedly between stools. At first it’s a Spinal Tap styled mockumentary about hedonistic clubbers with over-the-top characters and comedy skit dialogue, then, it’s a manic tale of spiralling self-abuse, following Frankie’s demise, which is more to do with going deaf than getting “munted”, then, finally, it’s a tale of redemption as the now-deaf dj triumphs against the odds to, em, still be a dj, (is that an unsubtle dig at djs’ talents or dance fans’ tastes?) with a nice dollop of honest romance thrown in for good measure. Paul Kaye is fantastic as Frankie, even when he’s fighting a hallucinated life-size badger, the director Michael Dowse pulls out a few slick tricks on the differing perceptions of deafness, and also featuring mock-interviews with Carl Cox amongst others, but in the end, you wouldn’t really Adam and Eve it, would you? By Yorkie Pittstop… Expand

Will go down as a cult classic. Paul Kaye strangles his part to death and you just have to love it: he was born to play Frankie Wilde. [***SPOILERS***] Sure it gets a bit soft at the end, but you feel for Frankie and want him to end up with the deaf bird. A great supporting cast and hilarious set-pieces (the Austrians in the studio; the manager's sweaty rants against...heat; even a deft send-up of Victoria Beckham by Kate Magowan as Frankie's wife). Loved the soundtrack, laughed happily through the film. Don't know what that says about me, but that's my kind of entertainment.… Expand