In this odd and very bad movie, we see Paul McCartney as he goes about an average day of appointments, all the time trying to find the missing and irreplaceable master tapes for his next album. We see him rehearse and perform some Beatles and Wings songs with Ringo on drums and wife Linda doing whatever it was she did. His search for the tapes includes many dream sequences and even a pointless and embarrassing visit with his deceased father in the person of the late Sir Ralph Richardson.
The movie is a confusing and dreary mishmash of reality, drama, and music videos created by screenwriter and star McCartney. Sadly it is depressing and boring, completely devoid of life and energy. The most that can be said about Paul's 'performance' is that he had the good taste to look totally disinterested the whole time; despite the threatened take-over of his company if the tapes cannot be found, he maintains a glum pokerface as does the rest of the cast. I didn't care about the plot because he didn't seem to care. This must have been his attempt to make a cinema vérité film similar to "A Hard Day's Life," but there is not a moment of humor or even pleasant camaraderie with his coworkers; he wanders from place to place like a sleepy zombie. Wife Linda is seen but never mentioned nor does she speak, and Ringo's wife plays a journalist who just hangs around and stares at Ringo.
This project must have looked much better on paper and I'm sure McCartney thought this would show him as a sensitive actor and artiste; unfortunately, we see just the opposite - a man who can afford to star in his own movie even if it's a waste of time.