I'm going to show my homerism here and say that, if you cut the kids completely (as MUCH as that pains me to say regarding Ms. Hough), and slightly beef up, oh, I dunno... Will Forte's two minute role, just for the sake of being arbitrary, than this would be one fun, forgettable seventy five minute movie. Unfortunately the kids are there and strap in, motherfuckers, this thing is over two hours long.
Kudos to the Rock Of Ages team, for taking some of the worst songs ever written and somehow making them even WORSE. I started to wonder what a KidzBop version of this movie would be like, since the sound and musical arrangements are on that level.
The fact that Adam Shankman can't shoot for shit, combined with obvious fakey sets and a setting that's 98% nighttime means this isn't even nice to look at.
But THE CRUISER. RESPECT. Dude brings it, in a role that's COMPLETELY beneath him. I understand a lot of his characterization isn't from the source, which makes it even more awesome. Also, dude- guy looks like he just stepped off the set of Legend.
Giamatti's fun and sleazy, which everyone was counting on, I guess. Everyone else is just killing time with shit kareoke, especially Mary J. Blige, who runs a strip club and always seems sad, but shows up just when the white girl is at her lowest moment, and then picks her up, before, uh, exiting the narrative. Look, I'm just saying what happens here.
Tom Cruise also totally sings into Malin Ackerman's butthole. In fairness, she sings into his pubes. Leave the kids at home.
Kind of bad, but if you like the music, I guess you'll be into it.