The subtitle of Rock of Ages should be, "We Built This Sinkhole on Rock and Roll." Despite the relentless vapidity of Rock of Ages, there is one reason to see this movie -- Tom Cruise. Is a single performance enough to recommend a movie? If so, go.
Yeah, "Monster Ballads" is blasting out here on my iPod. And I'm not ashamed to admit it. I'll bet I'm among thousands of viewers who just saw "Rock of Ages" and simply had to listen to some more 1980s-era tunes.
Not good enough to recommend or bad enough to qualify as a worthwhile guilty pleasure. Instead, it's a sanitized pop show that makes rock & roll seem about as raw, reckless and dangerous as a class of kindergartners singing "Itsy Bitsy Spider."
Rock of Ages probably doesn't deliver an experience equal to that of seeing the original on stage, but if you're looking for a movie that turns the theater into an impromptu karaoke bar, you'll find nothin' but a good time.