Okay, I admit that I requested it and that watched it and there you have it, but c'mon, Joan Jett and Lita Ford, heck yeah! Rock on Joan Jett! Lita Ford gets a knarly portrayal here as a serious bitch but understandable as she totally goes off on (Dakota Fanning's portrayal of) Cherie Currie the lead singer of the band who is shown to be the chief bringer of doom to the band's future. The cinematography and directing are fine as they weren't so good as to notice but more importantly, there weren't so bad to notice either. The acting, well, Kristen Stewart (Donny Darko and most notably the Twilight stuff) seems cool but Dakota Fanning doesn't seem to sure of the role and a bit stilted. The actress who protrayed Dakota's sister in the movie needs a lesson or two. Who was really something was Michael Shannon who portrayed the band's manager. Wow, what a sick dude and, well, sometimes over the top.
The writing is pretty much middle of the good/bad road as well. What was a bit off to me was the periodic lesbian overtones and contact between Fanning and Stewart. I was like, "Hmm, that is something and what was the point of that? Was it to keep us glued to the screen and watching when the directors felt that we might consider bailing?" It seemed a bit uncalled for and and I was surprised to see at the end of the film that Joan Jett was an executive prodcuer. Huh, perhaps truth can be stranger than fiction.
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