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...The plot's kinda nuts. The movie isn't really about the plot, but more about capturing a time, a scene, a vibe, and a cul-de-sac of rock history which has had a lot more influence and relevance than most people realized at the time-- or even now! But the problems you have with "VG" are exactly why it's not a great film, however much I admire Todd Haynes' vision, efforts and passion.
Oscar Wilde, the movie's touchstone and template, only SEEMED to value style (and wit) over substance and story-telling, to the casual observer. In fact, that was but the first (and most public) layer of his persona and his work. Beneath the surface, he was transgressive and revolutionary-- and ultimately tragic. The same can't be said of "VG." In this sense, the film's a disappointment.
The real rock 'n' roll history of people like Bowie, Eno, Bryan Ferry, Iggy Pop, Lou Reed, etc. is SO much more dramatic, intense and relevant than the mish-mosh of characters and wacky plot-lines in "VG." I'd have preferred a documentary about the Glam scene myself, but this WAS film that aimed to earn profits. So there ya go. If you watch D.A. Pennebaker's documentary about Bowie, "Ziggy Stardust and the Spiders from Mars," and read Nick Kent's classic '70s interview with Iggy Pop, along with Lester Bangs' infamous journalistic encounters with Lou Reed from the same decade, you'll get a much more valid take on that scene than you could possibly get from "VG." Hell, the eight minutes of badly lit, poorly focused footage of "Moonage Daydream" from the "Ziggy" film say more than "VG" does. Indeed, I think it's time for me to see that one again!
I sound like I'm trashing "VG." I'm not. I find parts of it incredibly watchable over and over. But reality is about a thousand times more intense.
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