A waste of film

Rating: 1/10 (14 September 1999)

I'm quite amazed at the praise some have given this film. I think 'The best movie I've ever seen' is an inexplicable statement having seen _some_ of it... Yes I'm afraid I stopped watching it after an hour or so. Even ignoring all of the glaring inaccuracies of UK in the 70s, VG was without a doubt the most incohesive, hap-hazard stream of bad pop videos and badly acted nonsense I've ever seen. The metaphors, if indeed they were metaphors, were tenuous at best and offered nothing to the movie or the viewer. The makeup and costumes swerved from Gary Glitter-Glam 70s to Adam Ant-New Romantic 80s and back again. I know by reading previous postings that the costume designers have been offered awards but how many on the voting panel were actually in London in the 70s? And where were the normal people? The bowlcut flare wearing Evel Knievel fans of the Bay City Rollers? Which leads me onto the music... Not everyone sang and acted like Bowie! What about Slade, Wizzard, Deep Purple et al?... Well sure I didn't see it all and perhaps therefore my comments can be ignored. Perhaps the second half was a revelation in film making, and I missed a treat. But the fact of the matter is, I believe that it's nothing to do with my lack of vision, my level of intelligence or my inability to perceive that makes me dislike this movie, it's the fact that it's plotless, noisy, unpleasant nonsense. Avoid, unless you like watching an inaccurate documentary on people you've never heard of on VH1 for two hours.