There is a certain comfort in predictability. Especially in a feel-good movie. First, one has to be in a mood to play along, second suspending one's belief is an absolute necessity and third, embrace the obvious, no matter how implausible. All of this would help if you were watching this movie. I did and it helped, immensely.

This movie rips off moments from "Priscilla, Queen of the Desert," "Carla and Connie," "In and Out," not to mention channeling John Waters' Divine. It is essentially a messy, unbelievable joke -- although sometimes a very funny one.

A fairly unremarkable young woman "Dylan," whose mother died 1.5 years ago (and who has still not come to terms with it), works with her depressed father and her repressed friend on some small island in Sweden. Although Dylan (apparently named for "Bob Dylan") thinks of herself as a dancer, she only (apparently) learned how to do some form of disco dancing from her late, beloved mother, who loved John Travolta.

Her grandmother learns of an audition for a major dance company and basically sends Dylan off to the mainland. Dylan arrives, for what I imagine would have been only 1 night, and in short order learns that the "audition" was being held at a club that offers drag queen shows. This is incomprehensible. Next, she learns that she's a month late for the audition because even though Grandma seems quite alert, Grandma apparently can't distinguish one month from another. So, since Dylan has nothing else to do, she decides to go home. But wait... a cleaning lady at the club entices Dylan to stay for one week so that she can go meet some guy she met on an app. Dylan will have to clean the club for a week, but, she can have the thrill of watching a group of extremely untalented, bitchy "drag queens" put together their act under the supervision of a choreographer and director who are in a volatile (gay) relationship.

This implausible set-up soon expands to create a situation where Dylan must pretend to be a drag queen so that she can "join" the team of "dancing queens." Why she would want to do this is beyond my understanding. But that's what she does. Because she joins this rag-tag group of mismatched dancers who look like they were rejected for bit parts in "Priscilla, Queen of the Desert," her presence alone apparently brings the "Queens" a level of respectability they never had before and she "saves" the club.

Soon enough Dylan's old buddy shows up unannounced. Though he tries (in the beginning) to make a drunken pass at Dylan, we soon realize (as does he) that he is actually gay. He accidentally outs her to the rest of the queens (as if anyone couldn't have seen or understood that she was a woman when she wasn't in drag). This sets off a series of angry arguments and she returns, a failed queen, to her little island. Later, the queens en masse decide to descend on said island and coax her back, because they "need" her.

This, though, somehow morphs into Dylan auditioning for the major dance company where, surprise, the choreographer from the volatile relationship is a key dancer. When she rightly asked him, "Why didn't you tell me?" he says my most-hated line of dialogue of all time, "You never asked me."

Then, because this movie lives in a parallel universe, one of the female dancers has fallen ill and Dylan, based on the choreographer's good word, steps into her shoes and becomes the dancer she always wanted to be -- despite admitting to the choreographer that the only kind of dancing she could do was disco dancing.

Everyone essentially pairs off with whoever doesn't have anyone, and we get the sense that in Dylan's spare time, she will join the queens on stage as an honorary queen, giving their show the life it never had before.

That is the movie. It is completely unbelievable. The set-ups don't work and I couldn't buy a single one.

The acting is uniformly flat or over-the-top.

The young actress who plays Dylan has a limited number of facial expressions, which she overuses to the point where you want to shout at her, "Take some acting lessons!" Also, she never seems to show any level of true excitement. Despite what she ends up achieving, she is always very low-key and I'd say borderline depressed. Yes, she was supposed to be depressed, but it's hard to cheer for someone who doesn't take control of the vehicle. She kind of just let things happen to her. "Sometimes you don't always get what you want in life," she shares with the choreographer. And I thought, "Especially when you don't put any effort into living."

There were a few hysterically funny moments, mostly coming from the "main drag queen," Tommy La Diva (Claes Malmberg) -- who kept looking like he was going to keel over dead from a heart attack.

The other thing that must be considered: I wonder if this was based on a screenplay written 20 years ago. We are asked to believe that a woman who died in her early 40s taught her daughter how to do disco dancing because she loved John Travolta. It's possible that she loved John, but John's disco heyday was in the 70s and the woman in question might have only been 5 years old. I don't believe that she would have grown up loving disco music, although it's not impossible.

Perhaps in Sweden, this will be a big hit as some of the actors will be well known. But other than a few picturesque moments and few laughs, the whole scenario didn't work and was done better in the aforementioned movies.

One other thing, "Tommy" kept on insisting that they do "I Will Survive" because it was something that he already knew and had costumes for and could dance to. But everyone else kept calling it "cheesy." This is so stupid and wrong and an insult to probably the best disco song of all time, other than "Last Dance." There is nothing "cheesy" about the song. And despite the endless arguments about whether to use "I Will Survive" or not, it ends up being used at least three times, and it's clear, if it isn't already, that you would have to be dead not shake your groove thing when you heard the music.

If you have absolutely nothing to do and are bedridden, you might consider turning it on. You might pass out several times, but when you awake you will have missed nothing, since the "dialogue" continues to rehash several of the same points over and over and over.

If they had really wanted to do something unique, they would have let the young girl choreograph the show -- that's what I thought they were going to do. If she had stumbled into that position and transformed the drab, tired act of jaded old queens, this might have been a movie worth rooting for. Instead, it mostly fails on all possible fronts.

The cast is absolutely perfect and the story is not simplistic. Instead, it leaves many loose ends, which I appreciate. The actress who plays the main character is simply studendous. There is no way to avoid smiling as the story takes you to a place of acceptance of who you are (and who everyone around is) and what you want. From there, obviously, there is a whole lot of light because when you accept yourself completely, you just glow!