Star rating - 8/10
This is
not an objective documentary about The Stone Roses - it can't be, as director
Shane Meadows is one of their biggest fans. It's more of a love letter from him
to them, and therefore is more a celebration of their brilliance rather than an
expose or an in depth analysis of them. They're not really that sort of band.
And as
their first album is one of my all time favourites - with every track a classic
- I'm a bit biased too. But this is a really delightful film about how the Manchester
band they reformed last year, and treated still adoring fans to a free concert
in Warrington. Some of the best bits are actually from fans desperate to see
their idols, builders leaving jobs half finished, men who to this day have
their hair modelled on Ian Brown's, and just manic, mad dashes to get their
hands on a precious wristband to gain entry.
There's
great footage from the early days too. Only Ian Brown would have the audacity
to make super 8 films of himself going about town on his scooter before he was
even famous. He knew he would be, he was, and so the footage is priceless. My
favourite part is an early interview with Brown and guitarist John Squire with
a very stupid interviewer whose questions are so banal she could hardly have
been surprised by their short impish answers.
It covers
the bust ups in passing, one of which happened during the making of this film, but
does not really explore them in any detail. It climaxes with their triumphant
home coming gigs at Heaton Park last year, of which the aerial night-time shots
are fabulous.
The Stone
Roses don't think they are the best band in the world, they know they are, and this
film captures their swagger, audacity and arrogance brilliantly. And of course there
are all those wonderful tunes....
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