Based on the real-life
experiences of Bob Marcucci, the rock-music impresario who led Frankie Avalon
and Fabian to teen-idol fame in the 1950s, this heavily fictionalized drama is
forever on the cusp of becoming as formulaic and trite as the average
made-for-TV biopic. Happily, the innate skills of the participants elevate the
material just enough to keep The
Idolmaker interesting, and the way the protagonist comes across as a
hard-driving prick neutralizes any accusations that the piece is mere
hagiography. Another reason The Idolmaker
merits attention is that it marked the big-screen debuts for several notables:
In addition to being the first feature directed by Taylor Hackford, who broke
big two years later with An Officer and a
Gentleman (1982), this movie introduced actors Peter Gallagher and Joe
Pantoliano.
Primarily set in New York City, The
Idolmaker follows the adventures of Vincent Vacari (Ray Sharkey), an
ambitious songwriter who realizes that his ethnic look and receding hairline
will prevent him from becoming a star. Channeling his energies into talent
management, Vincent discovers swaggering sax player Tomaso DeLorusso (Paul Land),
then gradually transforms the young man into a heartthrob with the stage name
“Tommy Dee.” Success follows, as do problems. Tommy’s ego grows out of control,
and he dallies with underage groupies. Meanwhile, Vincent develops a love/hate
relationship with Brenda Roberts (Tovah Feldshuh), editor of a teen-idol fan
magazine—instead of collaborating with Brenda, Vincent competes with her. Like
so many people in show business, Vincent suffers from a mixture of insecurity
and vanity, because he can’t reconcile his behind-the-scenes success with his
desire to perform onstage. Eventually, Vincent grooms a new foundling, Guido (Peter Gallagher), into Caesare,
using a hype campaign to create the impression that Caesare is a star before
he’s performed in public. The mind games that Vincent plays with Guido/Caesare
push tensions in Vincent’s life to a breaking point.
Featuring original songs penned
by Brill Building stalwart Jeff Barry, The
Idolmaker has authenticity to spare. Hackford shoots concert scenes well,
and he shapes performances meticulously. The movie’s a bit too squeaky-clean,
giving drug use and illicit sex the arm’s-length treatment, and the script
(credited to Edward Di Lorenzo) falls into predictable rhythms.
Gallagher’s performance is a problem, as well. Attacking scenes way too
vigorously, he shows his lack of experience. However,
this is Sharkey’s movie from top to bottom. Reaching a career pinnacle that
earned him a Golden Globe, Sharkey incarnates a very specific kind of
fast-talking hustler, while also showing aspects of sensitivity and wounded
pride that make the songwriting aspect of the character believable.
The Idolmaker: GROOVY
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