The Beatles abuse is not the worst aspect of this film. Taymor skims along the surface of the '60s, which feels more like a worldwide costume party than a transformative period of the 20th century. The singing is solid — especially Wood's — but hardly up to the material.
And while Taymor could be given points for audacity, "Universe” is unusually ordinary for such a supposedly bold statement. It plumbs the same '60s cliches as "Hair” and " Forrest Gump ,” and the portrayal of urban bohemia feels like a low-rent "Rent.
