Don't Believe the Hype

Absolutely the worst movie.

This film is so real. It treats its characters with so much care and sensitivity.

By the time the dramatic fireworks start popping off, each one feels earned.

Full disclosure time: this viewer is a metalhead, and has been for over 30 years, since discovering bands like Judas Priest and Iron Maiden. Yet somehow catching this documentary, itself almost 30 years old now, eluded him. A follow up to director Penelope Spheeris' earlier definitive punk rock documentary, its focus on the men (and women) who make hard rock and heavy metal is certainly a natural progression, since so many parental and authority figures abominated these genres as well.The film mostly consists of sit down interviews with some of the reigning kings of the genre and the confident (you could easily call them overconfident) up and comers of the era sharing their thoughts. Not surprisingly, it's the veterans like Lemmy, of Motorhead, Gene Simmons and Paul Stanley of KISS, Steven Tyler and Joe Perry of Aerosmith, and Ozzy Osbourne, that tend to offer the most interesting observations and anecdotes. There is one interview, however, with W.A.S.P. guitarist Chris Holmes, filmed as he lounges in a swimming pool while his mother (!) looks on. It goes from amusing to disconcerting in a hurry.The notion of "Sex, Drugs and Rock 'n' Roll" is very much on the minds of various interviewees here. Viewers should be prepared for some pretty frank dialogue. One thing that sobers you up quickly is seeing how many of the young turks proclaim that their lives would have no more meaning if they couldn't play their music. Obviously, the aspirations of groups like London, Odin, and Seduce for super stardom didn't pan out, and as Poison front man Bret Michaels points out, it is important to stand out from the pack in some over crowded genres.The sequences with Bill Gazzari, the so-called "Godfather of Rock 'n' Roll", only serve to add a titillation factor (not that some people will complain about that, mind you), and interviews with an anti-metal authority figure will likely get some viewers hopping mad.I found it interesting that Megadeth, one of my favorite acts from this era, are saved for near the end, given that they're one act that's portrayed as actually caring more about the music than fame and lifestyle.Overall, decent entertainment with a variable soundtrack (some of the new music is okay, some of it not so good).Seven out of 10.

Before making crap comedies, Penelope Spheeris unearthed the facade of heavy metal in this absorbing look into the burgeoning growth of dream-seekers in LA(among other places of venue such as London and Detroit)rock scene. We hear from many well-known rock stars from such great bands as Aerosmith, Kiss, Ozzy, and Alice Cooper. But, it's those who we not expect that really impress(at least, me)the most. Particularly Dave Mustaine of Megadeth & Lemmy from Motorhead(when asked whether or not others should go after the chance to achieve as a rock star, Lemmy replies, "Go for it. Run it up the flag pole and see who salutes it.").The saddest part of the film is seeing the effects of alcoholism on Chris Holmes of Wasp. Spheeris deserves credit for not ducking away from truthful subjects such as the possibilities of failure, sexual effects that could possibly happen such as Aids, and how alcohol and drugs has absorbed many of their lives. The film also unflinchingly shows the roles of women in the rock scene whether they are trying to make it as rock stars, or as groupies. It's also kind of cool to see bands I listened to as a kid and teenager starting out in the LA scene as virtual pups.

As a former metal groupie (the horror!), when I saw this depiction of the lonely lives and substance-riddled minds of my heroes, it actually inspired me to go to college! It is a poignant, wistful, sad, and insightful look at a genre of music that instilled fear in the hearts of parents(well, at least in mine), and a venue for teens to unleash their anger toward a misunderstanding world.The best kind of musical documentary is always done best through the eyes of a true fan, and Penelope Spheeris is no exception. While to the casual viewer the film may seem shallow and all fluff (which is how the LA metal was widely portrayed), if one looks past the hair, excess, bravado, t & a, and flowing alcohol,it is easy to uncover the painfully lonely, opportunistic, naiveté' of the struggling bands, and even some of those who "made it." The scene with Chris Holmes guzzling vodka in his pool was simply heartbreaking...and the expressions on his mother's face were fully able to convey her harsh reality. Some of the "classic" performers... Aerosmith, Ozzy, and Lemmy were able to reflect on the business with some learned wisdom, while Paul Stanley and Gene Simmons attempted to convey a fantasy life that appeared way too scripted and laughable (I'm still a huge KISS fan, though). One interesting element in viewing the film almost 20 years later, is how some of the bands downplayed or sidestepped the issue of drug use (note the expressions on their faces when substances are discussed), then appear on "Behind the Music" years later to reveal their debilitating addictions.Having been involved peripherally in the scene for a few years, I can say that Spheeris' portrayal was 100% accurate based on what I witnessed. I would've liked to have seen the inclusion of other important bands of the LA scene (Motley Crue, Skid Row, etc), and a separate documentary highlighting British metal (Sabbath, Iron Maiden, Judas Priest)would've been fantastic.It was a fun, irreverent, and exciting time! I can look back at it and laugh since I emerged relatively unscathed... although I am somewhat embarrassed by the extraordinary heights of my hair and the plunging depths of my blouses in "86.

During the late 80's I was a teenage rocker obsessed with metal. I bought all the magazines, had the cassettes and draped my rooms with posters of rock stars. I had the metal shirts, leather jacket and requisite metal jewelry. Of course I had the long hair. I loved that time period and remember renting this movie and watching it over and over again. Every band seemed like they were having the time of their life with the drugs, girls and booze. It seemed that this scene was the IT scene back in the day. This movie has so many awesome scenes. It starts with the glam newcomers then goes into the veterans and ends with Dave Mustaine who is one of the only real people in this whole movie. Dave seems like he is into the scene to play music and not to score chicks or radio hits. Odin is great also as they insult and degrade women but are hounded by the metal sluts. The part where they are at Gazzaris "judging" a dance contest is hilarious. Odin in the jacuzzi with the sluts is great, "It's like we have a check for a million dollars but no bank to cash it in!" Ha! Paul Stanley is great as he is shown through an overhead camera on a giant bed with about 8 lingerie-clad sluts and he says, "Dont let anyone tell you you can't live like this. I do. If you want it, you do it." Great line. This movie is hilarious. I wish I could find this movie!!