The Dirt, the New York Times Motley Crue autobiography, has been turned into a new Netflix movie about legendary 80's and 90's hair metal band Motley Crue is very, very dirty. Those dirty, dirty boys! It is also fast paced, often clever, well-acted, and a whole lot of fun, except for a few moments of real tragedy. These moments are inevitable in such debauched tales, and mostly self inflicted except for the one that is simply not. I read the book, "The Dirt", when it first appeared in the store which was long enough ago that I had forgotten about the last one. It is harrowing. The cast is solid: Daniel Webber as singer Vince Neil, Colson Baker as drummer Tommy Lee, Douglas Booth as bassist Nikki Six (I must admit at times I had a hard time telling those two apart), and Iwan Rheon (a long, long way from Ramsay Bolton) as guitarist Mick Mars. The film covers the band's formation and most of their history together right up to their successful reunion tour. Loads of drugs, shenanigans, partying, groupies, drugs, concerts, groupies, squabbling, partying, drugs and more drugs. A fun time for most of it. Underpinning all this is a sly cleverness that lasts all the way through the closing credits, which are definitely worth watching. All in all the film is very entertaining and moves along nicely except when it slows down for tragedy. There are worst ways you could spend your time than checking out this book and the movie.
An incisive, thoroughly illustrated chronicle of the career of M?tley Crne, one of rock music's most provocative and notorious bands, provides an insider's view of rock stardom, capturing the rebellion, sex, insanity, drug abuse, and rollicking fun of it all. Reprint.