“Could we get any older?” sings a dismayed 18 year-old to a party full of college kids who seem no more sophisticated than he and his friends. It is only the third musical number in Colma: The Musical, but the audience may be ready to stand up and plead, “Yes, it’s about time you did."
It’s not only that the film’s main characters are three friends fresh out of high school with a contrived set of coming-of-age growing pains, or that it’s shot on video, or that all its jokes sound like the wisecrack in the back row at high school, or that its vocals showcase the maturity of a chorus drop-out — but a culmination of everything unabashedly juvenile that gives Colma the impression of being the raddest project ever made on a high school allowance.
Set in a sleepy town outside of San Francisco, this cinematic musical is the feature debut of director Richard Wong, in collaboration with musician H.P. Mendoza. The duo inspires some genuinely fresh sequences, wed to an infectious indie-pop score. But once the music stops, there’s little to be gleaned that hasn’t been seen in after-school specials.