Directed by Wayne Blair
It's 1968, and four young, talented Australian Aboriginal girls learn about love, friendship, and war when they entertain the US troops in Vietnam as singing group The Sapphires.
闪亮女孩, 蓝宝石天后, 闪亮女声, 사파이어, 閃亮女聲, Les Saphirs, 蓝宝石, Safirler, Сапфиры, האבנים הכחולות, Música da Alma, Los zafiros, Сапфирите, 藍寶石天後
France Cannes Film Festival, Out of Competition 
AustraliaPG Melbourne International Film Festival France AustraliaPG 
New Zealand 
IrelandPG 
UKPG 
USAPG-13 
Canada14A 
Hong Kong 
Germany6 
Netherlands12 
Switzerland12 
JapanPG12 Australia Canada France Germany Hong Kong Ireland Japan Netherlands New Zealand Switzerland UK USA 
catch me defending this film until i die
Deborah Mailman: yeah so that’s what it was like being a victim of attempted genocide
Chris O’Dowd: 🕺🕺
There is no lack of charm to "The Sapphires," a semi-romantic, musical comedy about a group of Australian girls singing their way through Vietnam. The singing is top-notch, the comedy is appealing, and the film's questions about racial identity and racism add some thematic heft to the experience.
The film offers eye-popping colors (at least in its early stages) and is solidly assembled. The cast easily carries the weight of the story, and, though it never digs deeply enough to offer anything substantial, that story is compelling, if its beats are wholly recognizable.
"The Sapphires" is a light-weight, feel-good crowd-pleaser equipped with heavy themes that are dealt with in light-weight but appropriate ways. There is a ton of fun to be had here, and, though its impact dissipates quickly, the finger-snapping film is a soulful and sweet romp.
are u really australian if u don't randomly remember and rewatch this movie every few years
I would say this was insupphirable but that would be mean and a terrible pun cause I think this comes from a good place but man this felt a little too saccharine, heavy handed and poorly done always trying to hit bullet point moments that felt disingenuous or rushed. I like Chris O'Dowd but this feels very formulaic though I did like that it showcased a story that was not known to me and gave me a different viewpoint of musicians in the Vietnam war especially ones that had to deal with Australian racism towards aboriginals(Can't tell if it was truthful but I'll take it at face value). I would advise staying away cause this gem looked more like a cubic zirconia.
The Sapphires of the ideal feel-good, crowd-pleasing musical comedy. I loved it when I first saw it back in 2012, but revisiting it tonight after having read the memoir, Top End Girl by Miranda Tapsell, and hearing all the little behind the scenes tidbits from the making made me appreciate it even more.
It’s a true story of the Cummagunja Songbirds (renamed The Sapphires later in the film) from outback New South Wales, an Indigenous-Australian girl group who performed for the American troops during the Vietnam war, basically Australia’s answer to The Supremes, or the Aussie Dreamgirls. The group starts out singing “country and western shite” but when their new manager (a hilarious Chris O’Dowd) takes over that’s when they…
chris o’dowd. i’d die for u and ur dumb irish accent. damn.
Can you do it blacker?
-Dave
I loved the beginning of this movie. I loved the chemistry between the girls, their personality quirks, their love of country music, them belting out the Motown hits later on and being in IT, Chris O'Dowd is of course an idol of mine.
Now somewhere in the second act it suddenly felt like the movie stopped progressing. Like the screenwriters decided fuck it, we've done enough this is what the movie is till the end. Which is close, but then the third act crashes through like a train wreck making me and the missus actually ask each other what the hell is going on right now?
It's not that the movie suddenly didn't make…
Chris O'Dowd is one of the most underrated dudes ever, he carries this thing like the golden god he is.
The Sapphires may have the ability to amuse those who haven't seen a lot of cinema, but anyone with a discerning eye will suffocate on the hollowness of The Sapphires. Best left on the stage.
Australian cinephiles will have recently noticed a dispiriting shift in our national Best Film category. The AFIs rebranded as the AACTAs from 2011, and in that time the consistent trend of Best Film choices has been utterly transparent (Red Dog, this, The Great Gatsby and The Water Diviner (co-winner with The Babadook)). I am not meaning to say there is something fishy behind the scenes, it may potentially just be a shift in what is seen as constituting high achieving excellence in Australian cinema, but…
Great film. Heartwarming, funny, moving and great songs and performances all around. Has lifted my spirits today.
the proposal letter was SICKENING
