Originally published on metropolis.co.jp on December 2011

Um, why? The stereotypical bad boy rock star stayed coked and drunk for 40 years, made inconsiderateness a lifestyle, and orally beheaded innocent doves and bats. Yet his own biggest achievement was sobering up five years ago. It’s kind of sad. Dude’s still fried. This been-there, done-that film produced by son Jack tries to explain his excesses. He was insecure. Well, who isn’t? A succession of family members and friends make excuses and express amazement that he survived himself. Ultimately, this puff piece succeeds mainly in proving, once again, that the guy is rock music’s biggest asshole.