The Dirt

A rougher and quite brutal version of Bohemian Rhapsody that is quite direct in showing how to live heavy me(n)tal. The Mötley Crüe band is the mother of all classics and I think no other band has gone through such adventures like the guys from this band. It may be fun for some, while for others it would be a nightmare. I am surprised that everyone lived to see the shooting of this film. The acting performances are awesome, and I have no objections as to the music. Some scenes border with genius, for example the one with Ozzy or when the filmmakers decided to show an average day of a rocker in bullet points. The Dirt is still a crazy trip, but thanks to the way it is told I cannot say it is your regular biopic. On the contrary. If I liked their music a bit more and found one good reason to like these guys as people, I would give it five stars. This way it is a solid four, but just because I don’t know what the real meaning of friendship in this film is. Plus Netflix was involved, which is definitely not a coincidence. (09.05.2019)

I would like to write a few kind words about The Dirt. No, it's not good. But hand on heart, do you really think that a film about MÖTLEY CRÜE, which was also produced by the band and based on the books of all four members, can be good? The result is a glam metal Bohemian Rhapsody mixed with The Wolf of Wall Street; a film about the fact that whatever happens, a band is mainly a family. Compared to Bohemian Rhapsody, there is more fornication, squirting, snorting coke from asses, shooting up heroine, running without pants, demolishing rooms, licking urine by the pool, showing their anus in public... The main first half is fun, and Madman's revelation from the land of Oz is one of the highlights. In the second half we get some emotion, which is about as convincing as when a drama about the death of a child is shot by the exclusive director of Jackass. The film probably won't get an Oscar, although it's edited better than Bohemian Rhapsody and the wigs are just as ridiculous. It will also not convince you that MÖTLEY CRÜE is a good band. But the fact that glam was a bovine mutation of metal, and that these four guys felt it authentically, can be believed. God Bless the Children of the Beast! (26.03.2019)

The better the carefree, action-packed, introductory “fuck life, fuck us, fuck everybody" half is, the worse the sentimental second half is, in which the cruel clash with the reality of life happens. As long as Tremaine shoots wild escapades in the style of Jackass, breaking through the fourth wall in alcoholic, drug- and sex-fuelled ecstasy, it goes like clockwork. As soon as he has to cover, piece by piece (and under the strict supervision of the band itself serving as producers), almost a decade of personal tragedies with a serious tone but without a clear goal, it falls apart in his hands. Which a pity, because at first it works incredibly well. In any case, several scenes (especially the “day on tour" and sunbathing with Ozzy) have, unlike the film itself, memorable moments, when in ten or twenty years you will find yourself thinking, "man, I vividly remember that one scene, but what was the name of the film? (09.10.2020)