CHICAGO – Before 1998’s “The Big Lebowski” there was 1996’s “Kingpin”, the Farrelly brothers bowling comedy that didn’t have the narrative intricacies of the Coen brothers’ classic, but had plenty of jokes about middle-aged men playing the sport. Today finds the release of “Kingpin” to Blu-ray for the first time, coming with only one new special feature.
Film Review: Cameron Crowe’s ‘Pearl Jam Twenty’ is Amazing Rock Doc
CHICAGO – Very few music documentaries in the history of the form have more successfully conveyed the inner workings and outer artistic expression of a band than Cameron Crowe’s brilliant “Pearl Jam Twenty,” a joyful, inspirational examination of the importance of creative integrity and great rock ‘n’ roll. Pearl Jam has survived for two decades as so many of their peers have come and gone by staying true to their music and their fans. And one of our best filmmakers was there for most of the journey, resulting in a documentary that plays well to hardcore fans and those who haven’t bought anything related to Eddie Vedder since “Ten.” Like all great music docs, it works for both.
Crowe (“Jerry Maguire,” “Almost Famous,” the upcoming “We Bought a Zoo”) moved to Seattle at just the right time, just as the music scene there was about to explode. He became fascinated by the sense of community within the musicians he met – men who would become household names (at least in households you want to hang out in) like Chris Cornell, Kurt Cobain, and Andy Wood. Wait, who? Wood may never have become a household name but he should have and probably would have if the lead singer of Mother Love Bone hadn’t succumbed to a drug overdose just as he was on the verge of superstardom. It left two of the band members – Stone Gossard and Jeff Ament – without a lead singer and uncertain of their future. They put together a musical track in hope of finding a new lead singer and a young man named Eddie Vedder wrote the lyrics to go with the melody, which would result in the song “Footsteps,” and the rest is history. Pearl Jam was formed.
|Read Brian Tallerico’s full review of “Pearl Jam Twenty” in our reviews section.|
Rarely has a music documentary assembled more fascinating footage of the formation of a band than “Pearl Jam Twenty.” Not only do we hear the actual cassette tape that Vedder sent to Ament & Gossard, called “The Momma-Son Demo,” but we see black & white footage of the second time Pearl Jam ever played on stage. Early interviews with the band, never-before-seen performances, and current reflections by not just Pearl Jam members but other contemporaries (mostly Chris Cornell, who serves as not just a perfect witness for how and when Pearl Jam was formed but played a crucial role with his Mother Love Bone tribute project Temple of the Dog) tell the story of how a bunch of kids went from playing guitars in their basements to Lollapalooza as well as any music documentary in years.
“Pearl Jam Twenty” is more than mere archival documentary. It works as a concert film as well with dozens of remarkable performances from the well-known (the career importance of MTV’s “Unplugged” and what that did for the band) to the rarely-seen to the current (and all with some of the best sound I’ve ever heard in a rock doc). Crowe cuts back and forth with his musical selections, often using them as commentary on where the band was in their careers and personal lives. It’s one of the director’s most notable accomplishments – the way he doesn’t just tell the tale chronologically but brilliantly weaves their entire career into one piece about creative integrity and the importance of artistic expression. It makes sense within Crowe’s vision of the film that a current performance of “Release” could be used to talk about the importance of the songwriting process to a young Vedder. The song still has resonance for the lead singer. It still means something. And that’s one of the reasons the band has not just survived but thrived for two decades. They’ve never lost sight of what’s important to them. The songs always mean something.
Pearl Jam Twenty
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