You see a lot of people here calling this one of their favorite movies. It's certainly one of mine. But, twenty years after I've found myself wondering if it's the movie that I like or if it's the music.
I mean, it references Lester bangs, and he is played by Hoffman. And it is a Crowe film. But it's about Rolling Stone when Rolling Stone was important and not the hallow shadow of it's former self.
And with that tale about Rolling Stone's former glory it tells the story about Rock and Roll before it caved into New Wave, Disco, and was finally washed away with the auto-tune and drum machine bubblegum pop that needs a mass burning in Soldier Field in the near future.
But look at the sound track, Simon and Garfunkle, The Who, Iggy Pop, Black Sabbath, Rod Stewart, The Allman Brothers, The Seeds, Fleetwood Mac, everyone's favorite Led Zeppelin, Deep Purple, Lynyrd Skynyrd, Cat Stevens, and my favorite Elton John song.
And those are just the highlights. But, that is a playlist, that is an record collection. Most everyone has an album by one of those bands.
And, of course, Still Water is a place savor for the Allman Brothers and in some cases it's so obvious it hurts.
So, is it one of my favorite films? Twenty years on do I really love this film or do I love the soundtrack? Do I love the era it portrays when Rock was still relevant and the Rolling Stone still meant something?
Honestly I don't know... because, at the end of the day, I do really love this movie. I mean, Frances McDormand is in it... but honestly, I think I just love the music a little more.
Fortunately, I am Gen-X, I grew up with Pearl Jam and Nirvana and Green Day. I grew up with grunge and punk and I thank God every day that I turn on the radio that I had worthy bands to follow and record stores were still a part of my life.
I'd hate to be my wife's age. I'd hate to be a Millennial. I'd hate to be Gen-Z... but a big part of me would have loved to be a Boomer, would have loved to be my father's age, even with all the problems, just because they got experience all that music when it was still new, still fresh, and the musicians were still in their prime and preforming at the top of their games.
So, yeah, I love the movie but I like the music a heck of a lot more.
Desparate to become a music journalist, "William" (Patrick Fugit) is offered the chance to write by local critic "Bangs" (Philip Seymour Hoffman) and that sees him at the stage door trying to blag his way in. Luckily for him, he befriends "Penny Lane" (Kate Hudson) and support act "Stillwater" and is soon inside, immersed in a world that plays out for us over the next two hours. He's a young and impressionable lad who's taken under the wing of the band's "Russell" (Bill Crudup) who keeps promising him an exclusive interview for "Rolling Stone", but that means he has to travel with the band across the USA whilst mother "Elaine" (Frances McDormand) panics a little at home. The lad is only 15! It's through his eyes that we get a glimpse of how the itinerant music industry might work. Coaches, planes, hotels, drugs, booze, hookers - it's real yet it isn't. They live out of suitcases with the promise of fame and fortune always just around the (next) corner. Maybe a new manager will change all that, maybe they don't really want to change at all? Fugit delivers well as the conduit for the story and as he experiences more he becomes less gullible and star-struck. He begins to see things for what they really are - and so do we. A fly on the wall rockumentary that is occasionally funny because that's how they lived, loved and performed and though I didn't really like the ending so much, it's still a powerfully poignant look at backstage behaviour amongst some of the most selfish and introspective who have lost sight of why they bothered in the first place. Any of them. Big screen is best, not least because the audio for the great 1970s soundtrack is worth hearing too.