Dull. Incredibly dull. It just goes to prove that the art is far greater than the artist. In this rockumentary, Nick Cave is seen as tedious, self-justifying, self-absorbed, self-aggrandising, but above all dull. Long - endless actually - conversations and monologues tell us virtually nothing we need to know, though droning on about one's childhood may appeal to some. The 'celebrities' are little but extra listening posts. I am STUNNED that someone can actually think they are so important that we should be so interested in a museum of their lives. The very little we learn about the song-writing process amounts to nothing more than a series of platitudes.
As a fan, and a sincere one, I am stricken to the core.
As a fan, and a sincere one, I am stricken to the core.