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Watched the first half hour before switching to a rerun of Scrubs. Then I decided I'd review it, so I watched the rest to give it a fair shot.Sure, self-pity and artificial pathos is the driving force behind some great punk music, but it's supposed to be off-set with excitement, anger, madness. There's lots of the former here, none of the latter that I could see.There's also no story to speak of - the filmmaker briefly tries to create some tension by playing up the lead singer/guitarist Care's writers block as she heads towards some indeterminate deadline but eventually loses interest, although not before the audience does.There are lots of interview clips laden with barely post-teen angst, and there's also some old English guy who does a lot of the VO and quasi-narration. I should probably know who he is, but I can't be bothered to look.Music behind the film leans too much towards folk-dirge style, with far too little audio/video of the band themselves. These guys cannot be as tiresome and cheerless as this. At least I hope not, and without hearing much of them I suspect they deserve better.
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