Tonight You’re Mine

Where's the Sleeping Pills?


11 May 2012| No Comments on Tonight You’re Mine     by Sean Chavel


Can only appeal to indie hipsters, and it might have trouble even with that. Tonight You’re Mine has a young male and young female literally hand-cuffed to each other for most of the film, at first hating each other, then really digging each other. They are both performing at Scotland’s T in the Park Festival – akin to Woodstock – both of them come from somewhere but really they just like to party. They yank each other’s arms at first, but when a pair of keys finally come up, Adam (Luke Treadaway) hides them so he can exploit an opportunity with a rock girl Morello (Natalia Tena). This is a hate at first sight before love rom-com with alternative rock.

I liked Adam, decently enough. But Morello, a drama-addict, is exactly the kind of girl I like to steer clear of when I’m out clubbing. I don’t care if it’s real behavior – these kinds of girls who freak-out in jealous fits suck the life out of this world, really. If we get to a certain age, we realize that a girl’s greatest asset is her emotional capabilities, much superior to a boy’s. This blooms somewhere as early as age four. But emotionally stupid is not a worthy attribute. And poseur girl Morello is emotionally stupid – the kind of girl that pretends to be affected and disdainful but really has a mushy, vulnerable heart like the rest of us.

What I’m getting at is that “Tonight You’re Mine” has one of those scenes where the boy hides information (cuff keys) because he really wants to know the girl, and then they fall for each other with kisses and, quick boing, only for that girl to freak out when she finally hears the innocuous truth. So before Adam can explain himself, Morello refuses to hear a word by running off. I always wonder why during these movies the guy is so determined to win back the heart of such a bee-yotch. Be glad she’s gone and move onto another girl that’s conscientiously genuine, I say.

Shockingly, this is the messy filmmaking of David MacKenzie who is usually known much more for his technical control and rich flair for atmosphere (“Young Adam,” “Asylum”). It’s such a shoddy and undisciplined work, and besides one or two short scenes (one of them is a shower scene while cuffed, they rub off the mud of each other then kiss deep), it’s rarely hot and sexy.

80 Minutes. Rated R. Production from Great Britain.


Film Cousins: “Woodstock” (1970); “Rock Star” (2001); “24 Hour Party People” (2002); “Garage Days” (2003).

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Sean Chavel is a Hollywood based author and movie reviewer. He is the Executive Director of, a new website that has adapted the movie review site genre by introducing moodbased and movie experience based reviews.


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