Naomi Weisman is a Canadian-Australian and mother of three who loves to Ramble with her dog, cook for family and friends, and laugh whenever possible.
Growing up in the 60s and 70s, the soundtrack of my childhood was whatever my parents were playing. Folk music filled much of our home, but by the late 70s and early 80s, my mom had developed a full-blown devotion to Neil Diamond. She didn’t just listen to him—she pursued him. She flew to Las Vegas more times than I can count, happily spending her last dime for the chance to see him perform live.
We had a hi-fi system where you could stack five albums on the turntable and let them drop one by one, creating hours of uninterrupted music. Neil Diamond was always in that rotation. His voice became part of the architecture of our home.
As a teenager, I didn’t fully appreciate him. The long, carefully quaffed hair, sequined shirts, and unapologetic showmanship felt a bit over the top. I thought he was cheesy. And yet, the songs slipped past my resistance. They were catchy, emotional, and impossible not to sing along to—especially when no one was watching.
Watching Song Sung Blue all these years later brought all of that rushing back.
The film tells the story of a local Neil Diamond tribute duo in Milwaukee who, almost unexpectedly, build a devoted following. What begins as small, heartfelt performances grows into something much larger.
Their act becomes so popular locally that they eventually open for Pearl Jam—an extraordinary moment that validates both their talent and their emotional connection with audiences. But beneath the success, the film remains grounded in their personal lives, exploring how music becomes both an escape and a way to reclaim parts of themselves they feared were lost.
The acting is exceptional. Hugh Jackman and Kate Hudson bring depth, warmth, and vulnerability to their roles, portraying not just performers but people searching for meaning and belonging. Their chemistry feels natural and unforced, allowing the emotional core of the story to shine through.
What makes their performances even more impressive is that both Jackman and Hudson perform their own vocals in the film. The singing is wonderful—not overly polished, but deeply sincere. You can feel their reverence for the music while also believing that these songs belong to their characters. The performances capture the emotional essence of Neil Diamond’s work without ever feeling like an imitation.
For me, this film felt deeply personal. It reminded me of my mom’s devotion, her joy, and her willingness to follow the music wherever it took her. As teenagers, we don’t always understand those passions. But with time, we begin to see their wisdom.
⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐Nomi’s Verdict: Song Sung Blue is a tender, beautifully acted tribute to music, identity, and the courage to embrace what brings you joy. It’s a love letter to the dreamers—and to the songs that carry us there.
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