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Critics Consensus: So you wanna be a rock 'n' roll star? Dig! compellingly chronicles the ups and downs of the Dandy Warhols and the Brian Jonestown Massacre, two ambitious bands whose love/hate relationship embodies many of the potential pratfalls of the music business.
Critic Consensus: So you wanna be a rock 'n' roll star? Dig! compellingly chronicles the ups and downs of the Dandy Warhols and the Brian Jonestown Massacre, two ambitious bands whose love/hate relationship embodies many of the potential pratfalls of the music business.
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It's like a spectacular roadside accident: you can't turn away.
[An] unflinching look at the rock world.
It's a classic music soap opera, but never told with a more raw scream for help at its center.
I must admit that I came out of DiG! with a certain degree of admiration for Newcombe -- and for this documentary.
In a year that has seen several fascinating documentaries on famous rock stars and their problems, Dig! stands out for being about musicians who only think they should be famous. And, man, do they have problems.
Its power comes from Timoner sticking with the story over the long haul -- on the road, in hotel rooms, backstage -- getting in-your-face footage and telling a good tale with it.
One of the things that the film also explores, quite consciously, is how the music industry is actually designed to work against artists.
As tempest-in-a-teapot music documentaries go, Dig! is entertaining-especially if you like the good psychedelic-rock groups Brian Jonestown Massacre and/or the Dandy Warhols.
fulfills the function and promise of all great documentaries
This remarkable first feature by Ondi Timoner transcends its subject matter by engaging our emotions and making us care about the likes of Anton Newcombe, even if we don't like him very much.
DIG! is also brave enough to show the real, ugly warts of the music business, whereas more established bands would probably prefer a polished, PR-approved vision.
This amped-up rockumentary doubles as an essay on self-destruction.
An extremely well done documentary on bands that I never really knew much about before. Sure I've listened to and own albums from each, but hearing and seeing the background of their inspiration only makes you see them in a different light. If anything, you can sure admire and at the same time hate the bizarre nature of Anton Newcombe. His thought process is like no one else, except for maybe a young Charles Manson. Courtney Taylor is pretty much who you'd expect him to be, but I don't think he's nearly as self centered as he was made out to be. The fact that he was the narrator made him out to be an all knowing prick, but he really is a hard working and brilliant person. It's got everything you can ask for in a Rockumentary; Drugs, gossip and music.
Super Reviewer
Oh gawd! Another band movie with a bunch of people that I can barely stand with a bunch of people that I can barely remember. Why are these things so damn important to people?
Brian Jamestown Massacre guy is a fucking dipshit.
This document of a douchetard convention is either the worst music documentary ever made or the best comedy ever made. The battle between Newcombe and Taylor as far as who's more pretentious is easily won by Taylor, but Newcombe definitely takes the cake for being more fucked up. Dig is great if you're looking for laughs, but Taylor's "I'm so fucking cool" narration drags it down when Newcombe isn't acting like a total asswipe in the most entertaining of ways. Any interest I had in listening to Brian Jonestown Massacre is now completely out of my system and if I had any Dandy Warlhols albums to sell that would definitely make the top of my to-do list even though I don't mind the Warhols' music. But the more I think about this, the more I laugh. The BJM show at the communist headquarters, Newcombe's ramblings and impromptu fights, Taylor playing shirtless--it's all gold.
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