Cheapo jog through the few highs and many lows of glam rock

Rating: 5/10 (16 January 2004)

A story based on the rise and fall of glam rock, focusing on the disappearance of a once famous rock star.
What a mess of a movie, nostalgia for a drugged-out age where second rate artists with bright clothes and bi-sexual attitudes took over the pop scene. If you thought the real thing was poor just wait until you hear the impersonations you get here!
Star Jonathan Rhys Meyers looks a bit like David Bowie (only has blue hair not red) with his pale face and hollow look, but can't carry the movie. Christian Bale should have got the part, but settles for a role as a chasing journalist that doesn't stretch him. Comedian Eddie Izzard has the best role as a manager and the film droops every time he is off screen. Ewan Gordon McGregor does nothing with his Iggy Pop style role other than show off like he is in front of the bathroom mirror.
What a half-baked shambles of a movie, long scenes in half light and the performance of songs that the band at your local youth club could top. A film so sloppily made that cars drive on the left even in America!
Glam rock is too recent to have a nostalgia film made about it - the should have left it another two or three thousand years at least.