Ibiza's rave scene is a fairly easy target for laughs in this mock documentary-style comedy drama from writer/director Michael Dowse, but there are too few of them in the story of a DJ who reaches the top only to discover he's going deaf. Paul Kaye delivers a credible performance as disc jockey Frankie Wilde, but his substance-abusing character is initially so loathsome that the viewer is unlikely to care whether he loses his hearing or suffers an overdose. Meanwhile, the satire of the Ibiza scene is not only obvious, but so belated that the film feels like a period piece. The movie later shifts gear and manages to generate some interest in its characters, which is largely due to the performances of Kaye and Beatriz Batarda, playing the woman who teaches Frankie to lip-read. But, by then, it's too late for this awkward amalgam of This is Spinal Tap and Children of a Lesser God.