Great Film overall

Good start, but then it gets ruined

Best movie of this year hands down!

Blistering performances.

After this movie, I listened to Digweed, and I listened to Sasha, and I listed to Digweed and Sasha, and I subscribe to Transitions on iPod and I totally dig Digweed. What's to get upset abt? Music sweet music... Gotta have ten lines, so at the risk of repeating myself...I enjoyed the music, I thought I saw some female humans in it, and as I like girls a lot, that made me very happy (okay, I'm a dirty old man, but I come from a long line of dirty old men), and the music was fun, the atmosphere was not like when I was that age but it was also not so unlike, just different, but it's still people, there's still a beat, people still care and love, I enjoyed it and hope to see (AND HEAR) it again.

Unlikable wooden characters deliver poorly scripted lines at an unrealistic warehouse party. Hilarity ensues. Yes, Harrison may have tried to encapsulate the rave scene in meticulous detail, but anyone who thinks he's actually succeeded in this is overlooking the most glaringly obvious element of fantasy in the whole film: John "£3,000 per hour" Digweed playing at an illegal warehouse party for free? What a joke. Speaking of Mr. Digweed, did anyone else notice how uncomfortable he looked throughout the film, and how he couldn't keep a straight face when delivering his first cringeworthy line? Also uproarious - The pseudo-scientific 'jargon' released by the token 'smart guy' through which we are meant to be impressed with Harrison's erudition, and the painful 'literary' conversation that they have in the Chill Room, which amounts to nothing more than flagrant name dropping without a trace of substance to make it credible. Has Harrison even read Kerouac, Burroughs and Hemingway? Probably not, if Groove is a product of his love affair with the printed word.You can imagine someone - even yourself, probably - being bludgeoned by narcotic stupidity and thinking it would be an awesome idea to make a movie in which each plot segment was defined by a different DJ set. But then the drugs would wear off and you'd feel embarrassed for conceiving an idea so excruciatingly prone to cliché. You wouldn't actually turn it into a film. But someone did.You've got to see this. It is tremendously entertaining, but not in the way intended by the screenwriter/director. It's a veritable masterclass on transforming bad ideas into an embarrassingly dire product.

Groove is another Generation X Rave-based movies. It's about an all-night rave at some abandoned warehouse. There is no real story, other than focusing in on some of the little tidbits of several of the attendees. I never really saw a movie that depicts the rave culture the way that it should be--the love and invigoration of the underground music pounding in your ears to the flash of a some pretty colored lights. You and about thirty other people jumping on the floor with nothing else on your mind but having a good time. Unfortunately, movies like Groove tend to undermine that aspect, instead concentrating on some of the most idiotic characters imaginable. Albeit the music is hot (finally not cheesy pop raves like the movie Human Traffic had), but the character themselves are highly annoying mirror images of actual rave personalities, giving you a glipmse at a culture that has produced something quite as oblivious and ridiculous as hippies were in the 60s and 70s. That's a bitterly annoying aspect of this film, people sitting around buzzed, talking about their hallucinations of absolute euphoria and being one with the universe. And in the end, after sizing up their lives so far and talking about how disappointed they are with it, they don't change anything. Aside from the vigilance of this part of the underground culture, the movie emphasizes (far too much) absolute nonsense. I think if the characters were much goofier and more willing to have fun, instead of being just a bunch of tired burnouts, then this movie could've been a lot better to watch.By the way, if it's the generation x rave movies you like to watch, give "Human Traffic," a try. It's about a bunch of friends in Britian who shake off their tired work week at a weekend of raves. It's funnier, but then again, you do wind up running into that "one with the universe" bull again.

I saw this late Sat. night/Sun. morning on IFC. Wonderful film with good work by the director. I guess the bad reviews made here in IMDb were written by people who don't make movies? The movie carried me into the scene, wound me up, and left me unable to get the music out of my head :) I've gone and bought the Bedrock CD and Paul Oakenfold's Tranceport CD. Point one: Independent film made so well I never feel as if I'm facing indecision in the editing room. Point two: I couldn't take my eyes away from the film, from start to end. Point three: I love the fast/slow motion trick Greg Harrison does to sync /scratch the video to match Digweed's "Heaven Scent" audio! In the end, everybody reaches simultaneous bliss during that song, followed by the inevitable Sunday morning sun (I hate Sundays). Though hinting that this lifestyle can't go on forever it is blissfully free of the overdone TV-style "sin like this and die" guilt messages. Two thumbs way up (as if Ebert would ever publicly review this, laugh.)