At first I thought someone had pulled a "I'm Still Here"/"This Is Spinal Tap" on me, laughing at the amazingly over-the-top pretense of the Brian Jonestown Massacre's front flame-out Anton Newcombe (not to mention the antics of the rest of the band), and the dead-pan enthusiastically reverent BJ that all of their hipster critics gave the BJM throughout the film (yeah, that means you too, Courtney-Courtney)... Then it got sad with poor Anton's family BIOGRAPHY, and then got a little better with the revelation that Anton is STILL (as of '04) kicking ass-- despite his history of treating his band mates like fertilizer; and yet the ever wonderful Portland, Oregon's Indie darlings The Dandy Warhols just keep chugging along, charming the world. Overall review? Meh. Brian Jonestown Massacre are/were a retro piece of merde, wanna-be psyche band (newsflash-- THE GAL-DERN SIXTIES ARE O-VER)... meanwhile, I still kinda dig the Dandys (hey, I'm from Portland-- and have gotta support the home team even tho' they do not decimate PDX venues).

I just stumbled onto this guy who plays in the NYC subways and I tell you, he has more fire, talent, balls, anger, aggression, you name it, than any of this hyped self loving crap.He goes by Shakerleg and he has REINVENTED a damn instrument. Playing so completely wild and charging people up in a way NONE of these losers in this movie can. Anton??? Please... give me a break... play something slightly different from song to song, not the same two chord bull@#&%^ 4/4 time you are passing off for musical talent... Jeeeezus... Radiohead would wipe the floor with the oiled up hair of that pompous no talent hack. But seriously check out this Shakerleg guy. He had my head spinning I couldn't believe what I was seeing. Bashing away on this bizarre drumset with his bare hands. Something totally new that needs to be recognized... I couldn't believe I stood there that long listening to what I thought sounded like a full out song when it was just this guy drumming in this unbelievable way... I feel like quitting my job (accounting!) and becoming this guys manager. http://www.shakerleg.com http://myspace.com/shakerleg. Truly one of the most inspiring musicians I have ever witnessed... totally raw... and totally taking an instrument to a place it's never been. I'm done.

I see too many people proclaiming this documentary as some kind of insight into the music business. Unfortunately it is a complete misrepresentation of underground music and the term 'genius'. The film offers two dubiously talented bands and the diverging paths they take. There's no mention of the many truly great independent bands that choose neither of these paths and become relatively successful in their own right.(see: Built To Spill, Yo La Tengo, Red House Painters, Belle and Sebastian) BJM and Dandy Warhols are too firmly set in rock-and-roll clichés for me to care about them. I'm still waiting for a great documentary that takes an intelligent look at the current state of the rock music industry. This film was only useful as a documentary of the egotistical, delusional and mediocre artist who is so prevalent today.

Although DiG! was being hailed as being closest to what the music industry is like it is highly fabricated. The director has misled the audience into believing the Brian Jonestown Massacre disappeared off the face of the earth post-'98. And the rivalry between the Dandy Warhols and Jonestown has been milked. The truth of the matter is not really exposed in this film.That said this film is endlessly quotable and is an interesting watch as we get a look at two groups of very talented musicians creating their art. One of the best things this film has going for it is a unique perspective between the indie music scene and the larger corporate scene.Recommended mostly for the music and the two fantastic bands.