The Weeknd

Jenna Ortega

Barry Keoghan

Riley Keough

Ash T

Paul L. Davis

Sebastian Villalobos

Roman Mitichyan

Ibrahim Ivan Troy Simonin

Kiara Liz

Olga Safari

Michael Buhen

Victoria McGrath

Roy Williams Jr.

Trey Edward Shults

Neil Wachs

Edgar Villamor

Emma Vaughn

Dushaun Thompson

Michael Sullivan

Josh Stone

Evan Shafran

Erika Placer

David Moskowitz

Joshua Moomey

Martina Monti

Kai Johnson

Phuc Thanh Huynh

Nancy DeMars

David Cris

Rachel Chonin

Ryan Cho

Ruben E. A. Brown

Payton Brianne

DAnthony Boyd

Josh bone

Jacob Benavides

Elizabeth Axe

Scott Aschenbrenner

Olivia Abreu

Johnnie Burn

Reza Fahim

Kevin Turen

Harrison Kreiss

Chayse Irvin

Daniel Lopatin

Michael Rapino

Ryan Kroft

Wassim Sal Slaiby

Harrison Huffman

Elliott Hostetter

Erin Benach

Hannah Jacobs

Avy Kaufman

Jason Zev Cohen

Adam Willis

Douglas Noe

Tara Hunter

Spencer Taylor

George Williams III

Amanda Beggs

Brigitte Whitmire

Dani Broom-Peltz

Bryan Langer

Austin Anderson

T.J. Larson

La Mar Taylor

Amir Esmailian

Maximilian Behrens

Brendan Feeney

Kathrine Gordon

Kevin Kirkpatrick

Max Bostic

Paul Boucher

Shane John

Jaudi Negri

Billy Sender

Britni West

Katarzyna Jastrzębska

Beata Klimaszewska

Natalia Lubowiecka

Kamil Kwiatkowski

Bartosz Mazur

Michał Wilczewski

Jacek Wiśniewski

Matthew Hannam

Susan Purkhiser

Heather Bonomo

Nathan People

Miluette Nalin

Ben Tardif

Casara Clark

Orlando Duguay

Iain Trimble

David Edsall

Cody Jacobs

Brandon Hoeg

Kevin Brenner

Tyler Bills

Nelson Nguyen

Nathan Lay

Andrew Hull

Joe Negrete

Silvina Knight

Jeremy Hays

Javier Lomeli Jr.

Chris Deaton

Randy Krohmer

David Reeder

Danny Gonzalez

Loren Johnson

Matthew Pomerantz

Ben Greaves

Shay Sanford-Fong

John Nelson

John Brubaker

Matt Cameron

Sebastian Pardo

Max Behrens

Simon Carroll

Alex Nicholls-Lee

Aaron Becker

Kelvin Harrison, Jr.

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arson

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los angeles, california

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vanity project

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psychological drama

tour

<em>'Hurry Up Tomorrow'</em> isn't a movie that I found any enjoyment in. Jenna Ortega is the only plus for it that I do hold, her performance is solid and the most watchable part of this 2025 release; early on, with the seperated viewpoints, it was like night and day in terms of interest.

Barry Keoghan is another star name attached, though his character is quite forgettable; at least until the end. Abel Tesfaye (aka The Weeknd; his latest album serves as the movie's soundtrack) is the film's lead, this is my first time seeing him act and he's alright, I guess, just not all that interesting a role.

I do like that musician's major hits, "Blinding Lights" is a banger and its usage here is very good to be fair (probably the standout scene); no use, though, of "Starboy", which is probably my favourite track of his. I do think he has some potential to be a decent actor, I see some glimpses.

All in all, I can't say that I had a positive time with this. It didn't truly annoy me, but I was certainly happy to see the credits. It does set its atmosphere fairly well and has some neat camera work, but I'm kinda have to reach to give it praise - never a good sign.

I almost got to see this one in an <a href="https://letterboxd.com/r96sk/list/watched-in-an-empty-cinema/" rel="nofollow">empty cinema</a>, on UK release day no less (ouch). Two others arrived late and left early (double ouch), so technically it happened I guess. Big fan of watching films on the big screen by myself, even if it's obviously not great for the film or cinema.

Manuel São Bento

FULL SPOILER-FREE REVIEW @ https://movieswetextedabout.com/hurry-up-tomorrow-movie-review-fame-depression-and-a-stylistic-blur-of-misfires/

"Hurry Up Tomorrow is one of the most convoluted, frustrating movies of the year.

A glaring example of how style can drown substance, and how unchecked artistic ego can turn a potentially compelling work into an exercise in hollow self-indulgence. Despite some undeniable visual qualities and earnest performances from the cast, Trey Edward Shults and Abel “The Weeknd” Tesfaye fall short on all essential fronts: narrative, structure, emotion, and purpose.

It's a murky experience that leaves viewers perplexed and distant - a wasted opportunity for everyone involved."

Rating: D

CinemaSerf

And here was me thinking that “Gen. Klytus” has been impaled on some spikes back in 1980, but no. Here he returns singing some of the songs of “The Weeknd” (a.k.a Abel Tesfaye) in this confused and messy dawdle into the realms of pop star, drug/drink-induced delirium. He’s clearly a man in distress as we discover his girlfriend has dumped him and his rather obsessive manager “Lee” (Barry Keoghan) is only bothered about him getting on that stage. To be fair, when he does the cinema sound of the man’s array of hits does some justice to the impressive light shows but once we get off the stage, we find ourselves in a story that appears to be autobiographical, or semi, anyway. Anyway, one night it all gets too much for him and he determines to get the hell out of dodge - only to spot the young arsonist “Anima” (Jenny Ortega) amongst the crowd of thousands and they go off for a night from which both have differing expectations. With poor old “Lee” frazzling as he has no idea where his mealticket “bro” is and these two in a luxury hotel room dissecting and intellectualising the profundity of the lyrics to “Blinding Lights” the story assumes a degree of aggressive silliness that shows that whilst she can certainly dance, Ortega is nowhere near her best on the acting front and he, well I’m not sure he was ever at the races there at all. Keoghan might just steal this. His characterisation of the venal supporter who plays up, quite spectacularly, to the ego of his talent with some quite powerful superlatives and loads of cocaine and booze might actually inject a little more truth into the backstage power plays that go on when millions are at stake - even when medical advice is to take a break. (Sadly, we are not offered that advice in the cinema!). This is clearly a labour of love for Tesfaye and the director but for the rest of us, this just comes across as a vanity project designed to showcase the music of “The Weeknd” whilst padding out a series of catwalk-style performances with some psycho-babble that frequently looks as if it were filmed inside a lava lamp. Maybe just stream the music and leave this overlong piece of self-indulgence for a streamer somewhere?

Hurry Up Tomorrow( 2025)

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Written by r96sk on Fri May 16 2025

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