Went back and watched the very end of the movie (fell into a near death, trance the first time) up come scenes of the Casino and the usual dancing and backdrop sequences. Absolutely sod all to do with the plot if ever there was one in the first place.
Then as the credits roll they reach the music advisor / consultant, whatever bit..........Kev Roberts, ahh mystery solved methinks.
I think this film highlights the massive potential for far better marketing and awareness of our music by association with similar products of high repute or artistic merit. The Fred West story, is another feel-good britcom / romcom film just crying out for a Northern soundtrack.
I reckon Northern Haemorrhoid Cream, would be a winner as well. "When your ring is just too itchy, reach for Northern, the Cream that brings smiles to your piles" (9 out of 10 DJs recommend it? cue pictures of 9 smiling Northern jocks and one with a strange pained expression) With prime time telly adverts backed by Northern jingles, we'll have sold out signs at venues all over the country.
.......I'm going back to my Mail on Sunday before this turns into a rant.
Taff