I had long awaited this, a movie about my hero Joe Meek, but it's somewhat disappointing. You see, Meek, despite his eccentricity and tone-deafness, was a genius. The young musicians working with him were very talented. Telstar is so caught up in the trappings of the conventional unflattering biopic, it makes Meek out to be nothing but an arrogant asshole surrounded by buffoons with most of their daily routine spent throwing stuff at each other. What's more, Con O'Neill is a total miscast.