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The other night a couple of Townsmen and I were talking about how hard it is as experienced musicians (to some degree, not accounting for talent or acclaim) to enjoy any dramatic rock movie, whether based on fact or not. We were not talking about rock documentaries or rock operas, such as Tommy, Quadrophenia, or The Wall, but dramatic rock movies centering on the lives of a musician or multiple musician characters. Some we had never seen all the way through, such as The Buddy Holly Story. One of us mentioned The Idolmaker as a relatively accurate portrayal of the lives of rock ‘n roll musicians, but he was the only one of us who’d seen that movie all the way through. The films that immediately came to mind all had major flaws right off the bat that took us out of fully enjoying whatever else the movie had to offer.
We finally agreed that That Thing You Do was a less-objectionable-than-usual portrayal of the lives of musicians. I mentioned that The Germs movie I saw a couple of months ago was impressive for the fact that the actors were probably no less talented than the real members of The Germs. We’d heard that the dramatic movie on Joy Division was supposed to be good in terms of getting the musical stuff right, but we hadn’t seen it. Likewise, none of us had seen that fictional take on The Temptations, The Five Heartbeats, all the way through.
Years ago I remember getting into a big fight with two friends over Grace of My Heart, the dramatic re-telling of a Carole King-like character. I kind of liked the movie thanks to it being stocked with a bunch of actors who get the six-pack from me, but my friends were totally bent out of shape over anachronisms in the model microphones and cut of striped jeans that characters wore. I’ve been there too many times myself when watching rock movies not loaded with six-pack-worthy actors.
I’m sure there some tremendous examples of dramatic rock ‘n roll movies that don’t immediately bum out musicians for their inaccuracies, that do get it more or less right. Truth be told, one of my least-favorite rock movies isn’t so far off the mark in terms of rock ‘n roll when it sticks to the band members’-only dynamic (and when it doesn’t have them sing a completely inappropriate song on a bus trip). We just couldn’t think of them that night, right?




