Critic Reviews
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New York Post
There are times when the urban dialect is so thick, you wish the film came with subtitles.
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| 55 |
Mr. Showbiz
On the whole, this documentary is best-suited to hardcore fans.
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| 50 |
New York Daily News
While their often-unclothed bodies are visible, their faces are replaced with digital "buttons" saying things like "Your ad here."
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| 50 |
San Francisco Chronicle
Bleak.
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| 50 |
LA Weekly
Nicole Campos
An entertaining trip, one for which fandom in the genre isn't necessarily a prerequisite, though it doubtlessly helps.
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| 40 |
Los Angeles Times
Steve Hochman
It delivers the stars in unguarded moments that should give fans--if not everyone--some kicks.
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| 40 |
TV Guide
Fiore captures various artists horsing around with groupies, smoking dope and hanging out backstage, and cuts the material together in the kinetic but meaningless manner of MTV promos.
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| 30 |
Chicago Reader
People frequently cover the camera lens with their hands or refer to the "documentary" being filmed, as if to assure us that what we're seeing is real.
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| 20 |
Film.com
If you're already a huge fan of any of these artists, this film will be a lovefest. For all others, it's a mild diversion at best.
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| 20 |
Variety
Lacks sufficient appeal beyond niche aficionados of its featured performers.
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| 20 |
The New York Times
Backstage isn't as good as the rap documentaries "Rhyme and Reason" and "The Show," but it still casts a keen, observant eye...on this world.
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| 12 |
San Francisco Examiner
Mildly satisfying.
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| 10 |
Washington Post
David Segal
Mostly, these guys carry on like spoiled children, complaining, roughhousing and badgering women to strip naked.
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| 10 |
Village Voice
High-concept cinema this ain't.
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