The Music never stopped is a fine movie about a sweet true story of an estranged son Gabriel (Lou taylor Pucci), who has a brain tumour that renders him unable to form complete memories. The father, Henry (J.K. Simmons), struggles to bond with his son after a shakey past, that is told during numerous flashbacks.
The son begins to make some form of progress, or ease of communication, through his love of music. The pair’s relationship grow’s stronger, and culminates in a finale that even the most cynical of audience members will make smile.
The acting and directing is fine, the soundtrack great, and the story is a mostly interesting tale that’s not particularly remarkable, but enough to keep the attention of the viewer.
There’s nothing wrong with this film, but nothing extraordinary about it either. Despite not being essential in any way, I enjoyed it, and admire it’s heart.