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Legendary English rockers Spinal Tap have fallen on hard times. Over time their audience has become 'more selective' and their more recent albums have hardly been critical successes. Shark Sandwich inspired the now infamous two-word review 'Shit Sandwich' and Rock 'N Roll Creation was certainly no Intravenus de Milo. Worse still Polymer Records are flat out refusing to release their latest effort Smell The Glove because of some rather controversial cover art, though as Nigel Tufnel points out "What's wrong with being sexy?".
Their recent American tour has been equally disasterous. Hotel mix-ups accompany cancelled gigs due to a lack of advertising funds, luckily Boston is not a big college town. Bad timing is to blame for a particularly demoralising in-store appearance that generates a surprising lack of fan support and a particularly disturbing habit of Derek Small's is revealed during an embarrassing trip through airport security. The band discover that finding the entry to the stage is not as easy as it once was and even the re-introduction of the classic Stonehenge set piece fails to go off without a hitch, though it's suggested that the problem can be solved with some new choreography.
Even throughout this remarkable run of bad luck the band's professionalism is never in question. Their ability to rise above adversity and give their all for their fans, whether it be malfunctioning stage props or the disturbing ineptness of backstage caterers is nothing short of inspiring. Their status as one of the most influential heavy metal bands of all time is also without question as they were the innovators of the amps that go to 11 and there is little doubt that they were among the first metal bands to adopt the philosophy 'Love your brother'. A class act on and off the stage, they even manage to find time to entertain the troops at Lindberg Air Force Base with a rousing rendition of Sex Farm.
In his mission to capture the ups and downs and sights, sounds and smells of a legendary heavy rock band on the road director Marty Di Bergi has created one of truly classic rock 'n' roll films. Chronicalling the evolution of the band from flower power psychadelia to arena shattering heavy metal and providing remarkable insight to a band that optimise sex, drugs and rock 'n' roll (though in fairness if atleast one member still had the sex and drugs, he could live without the rock 'n' roll) this is the definition of must see. Let's boogie.