Having the absolute privilege of playing at CBGB's in the early 80's (opened for the Beastie Boys and Bad Brains... we were God awful) I was excited for this film. I wanted to love it, but it's weird... it just didn't have any pace or point of view. Hilly was always very kind to me (as I spent years watching bands there) and some of my best memories of my youth can be traced to the punk scene that exploded there (and the fights from the idiots at the flop house next door)
But for however great "Sid and Nancy" was capturing an era, "CBGB" misses the boat. You never really get to "know" anyone.
Randall Miller is a passionate director and what he captured so beautifully in "Bottle Shock" is missing here. I mean, how many dog (crap) shots can we have?
Wanted to love it... just didn't. :(
Sorry
But for however great "Sid and Nancy" was capturing an era, "CBGB" misses the boat. You never really get to "know" anyone.
Randall Miller is a passionate director and what he captured so beautifully in "Bottle Shock" is missing here. I mean, how many dog (crap) shots can we have?
Wanted to love it... just didn't. :(
Sorry