this was a bit.. rubbish, wasn't it? i was really bored most of the time. i found more interesting what happened to his kid or to his wife or girlfriend than anything to do with him at all. he was just a twat. a disabled twat full of anger and frustration, but a twat nonetheless. and i hated the theatricality of the visuals, all full of tricks and gimmicks, with too many transitions between 'real life' scenes and operatic stage shots more proper of a cabaret act... in other cases the whole thing just looked like a video clip or the opening credits of a cheap british comedy tv program. it didn't work at all for me. i've never been a big fan of his music, always found him more an icon than a musician (he himself admits in the film that he doesn't consider himself as a musician, but an entertainer... not sure if that's true, but, anyway, i wasn't entertained). i still like 'hit me with your rhythm stick', and a couple of other songs, but... that's it, really. i never liked records where the lyrics are more important than the music. still, i usually enjoy films and documentaries about music, even when i don't really like the music itself, but not in this case.
Rating: 4.5/10
