I thought this was a really good performance from Austin Butler, but simultaneously couldn’t get my mind to buy into the notion that he was Elvis - because (inevitably) he didn’t look, and to a lesser extent move, exactly like him. Which is probably more my problem.
I think this was my gig of Glasto ‘22: beaten only by her secret set later this day at Greenpeace. Which was like watching this again but I was closer, everyone was more drunk and she also played The Best.
I was there and enjoyed it much more than the rest of my camp. There was a lot of nonsense, but punctuated by Beatles/Wings songs regularly enough for it to be fine. I’d give the last hour-ish of this a very solid five stars. Also, Bruce Springsteen (!!!).
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