A boy and girl with an acoustic guitar from Moosejaw, Canada in the futuristic and glittery period of time known as 1994 enter a song contest; but they don't win because they don't have 30 dancers flailing behind them, don't play see-thru keytars, don't wear silver pants, don't wear golden helmets, or have sparkly eyebrow adornments. There's a lot of Biblical allusions and everyone spontaneously sings and dances in unison in an awkward, tone-deaf and ham-fisted kind of way. It's sort of like what would happen if Jesus Christ Superstar and Grease were hijacked by Starland Vocal Band after they rummaged through Patti Labelle's closet. Tuneless, excessive, outlandish and has way too many tap dancers and feather boas for its own good. On Netflix Instant Streaming.
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