The Dirt

[SPOILER ALERT: This review contains spoilers.]

More raunchy than the Queen biopic but with unlikable characters. The actors are fine and have a certain on screen chemistry, but the uneven script doesn’t do them any favours. Especially the last act is dreadful doing a 360 and wanting the audience to just forget what has passed before. If you like your protagonists to be as hedonistic obnoxious as possible or fancy a nostalgia trip set around 80's sunset strip extravaganza it ain't half bad.

I enjoyed this since it reminded me what I missed (thank God) when I left Mick Mars just before this film starts. But Mick's pre Crue adventures and life and death stories blows this weak Dirt story out of the water. Here is a story from the audio book "Motley Rock Stories" about Mick Mars and where Tommy Lee got the idea to be the 2nd flying drummer as Mick helped me become the first. Believe it or not. ****/ggHQ79kNDv8

Everything looked great for this attractive Mötley Crüe biopic. Everything before you take a look at it. I never saw a movie so representative of itself in its five first minutes. Yep, in less than five minutes, you saw it all. On the menu of originality of rock bands biopics we have : flashing boobs, drugs and alcohol abuse (but those certainly are unavoidable classics), groupies, family feuds, long worldwide tours, a lot of sex, stupid characters, pre-juvenile and childish jokes, arguments within the band and violence among others. The movie quickly becomes disjointed and its pace becomes really tricky. 'The Dirt' will surely bombard you of naked women and sex scenes in order to get a bit of the public's attention. It will not hide product placements as Jack Daniels and Marshall technology. As the events go on and on the characters appear to have less and less depth until you reach the 'I-don't-care-anymore' point. It is better that way because if you try to hang on that will be your humanity that will take a hard shot. Surprisingly there are some parts in which the movie tries to be moving and more coherent but these parts totally fall apart with the terrible acting and scenarists' writing skills. The impression of having wasted time at the end is omnipresent.

This is a juvenile film that revels in the destructive behavior of incredibly self-centered people who damaged themselves and everyone around them. While making light of rock n' roll stereotypes, the filmmakers promote drug abuse, addiction, misogyny, assault, property destruction, and more by depicting every transgression as simple "boys will be boys" silliness, which could not be farther than the truth as real lives were ruined in their wake. There is nothing to be celebrated here.