Frank Pavich has directed a fairly absorbing document on what is, in small part, the New York Hardcore scene. It was around and in NYC, as well as parts of New Jersey, that Hardcore (as we learn here a mix of Metal and Hip-Hop) is a "way of life" that also by nature includes punk to a certain extended extent. While I would probably recommend pictures that include more 'true' music and wider perspective like American Hardcore, or just plain better craftsmanship like Decline of Western Civilization, it's certainly not a waste for the people looking for something new (or rather semi-new, it just got released on 10th anniversary DVD) and a couple of acts that might seem either obscure or just strange.Bands like Madball are not unknown to me, and I might have even watched or listened to them in the past (I'm not a huge hardcore fan so most bands in this film are new to me - sometimes, frankly, perhaps for the better), and they do their job well here.. It's a fascinating mix of ridiculously tattooed lead singers, black guitarists who have real 'street cred' that has probably left them scarred, and even a Hare Krishna who thinks Hardcore will soon open up more doors for Christian ideology (!) The actual musical performances range depending on your taste in hardcore: we got one vocal out of a bear cave, another that is quick and energetic, another remorse and more in line with a Staind group, or with just plain attitude to burn.More often than not the interviews give more to offer than the actual bits of music on stage, which is probably a disappointment, but for all its minor faults its still a small time-capsule type of window into what was remaining of that dedicated Hardcore scene in NYC following its big explosion in the early 80s (we mostly hear from Roger Merit's little brother as opposed to actual Agnostic Front themselves).

Growing up in Wisconsin in the 1990s, I was not personally a part of the New York Hardcore scene. Some of the bigger names trickled down my direction -- H2O, Sick of It All and Orange 9MM, for example. The more localized hardcore bands -- No Redeeming Social Value and the like -- were absent from my friends' music collections. We knew there was more, but we didn't know what. The lines between punk, hardcore and the emerging genre of pop-punk were blurring and remain blurred to this day. What "NYHC" does is take me and those of my generation back to the 1990s (1991-1995) and reveal to us the world we knew existed but couldn't quite reach.There isn't much need for me to heap praise on this documentary. When it was first released, the film won several awards. I don't suppose anyone could deny the vision of this film and how well it all came together. The violence, contrasted with the call for unity, is intact. The path of some bands (towards embracing the Hare Krishna lifestyle) and others (accepting drugs) that split are elucidated -- we can see the opposite sides of the same coin. And, what I found most amazing, we learn of the reality behind the lifestyle. Some of the youth lived pampered suburban lives on Long Island. But just as often there were horror stories -- one band member recounts those he knew who died of AIDS, an epidemic that had reached its bloom by this point.Certainly, if you were not or are not a fan of the hardcore music you may find the film less interesting. You'll ask, "why should I expose myself to such noise?" and you may be right to avoid the movie. But I think you'd be wrong. Everyone can benefit from this film -- it's not just a story about music, but a story about diversity and a slice of life from America. These aren't just the kids of New York, but the kids of Wisconsin and everywhere else.And while the documentary is solid enough by itself, the DVD package is a special treat for fans. There are plenty of bonus features -- most notably a ten-year review or "where are they now" featurette. Did the band members remain "hardcore" or did they grow up and enter mainstream America? Are the Hare Krishnas still chanting? I won't reveal the answers, but this is a video you'll really need to see to get the full story. (And don't ignore the other bonuses.) In short, I am highly recommending this disc for all audiences. I had my doubts about the timeliness of a documentary focusing on the 1990s (not exactly as iconic a decade as the 1960s, for example) but all doubts were washed away. The youth of America is constantly changing, but there's a current that runs through all generations. Catch it here in "NYHC".

Unlike the 2006 "American Hardcore", this little movie is GREAT fun from start to finish. No pretentious BS, no politics, no self-righteous "social messages"; just the raw energy of the bands, many colourful characters, and an abundance of amusing and funny moments. I have rarely seen a more fun freak show. And to make things sweeter, some of the bands I used to (or still) listen to are featured. Whether it be Jimmy Gestapo (what a name), Vinnie Stigma, Harley Flanagan, John Joseph, or that hilarious lead singer with the amusing accent from Crown of Thornz, there is a PLETHORA of characters that are all unique - and very likable, to the most part. Whether they talk about lack of money or getting punched in the face, the interview scenes were chosen with obvious focus on what is interesting, not what is "relevant". Sure, the IQ level of some people involved isn't particularly high, but hey, it's hardcore music we're talking about here! (Just generally, pop/rock musicians aren't the brightest people in the world - and they needn't be.) And I guess this movie wouldn't be nearly as much fun to watch if they all WERE rocket scientists. Like "American Hardcore", it does introduce some bands's music the average HC listener probably hasn't had a chance to hear, which is a bonus. One of my favourite scenes is when the COT singer announces (with a sly grin) that the next track the band will play will be "Unity" - right after a major fight had broken out between some fans. Priceless. Another highlight worth mentioning, apart from various band members, is a female die-hard fan, a certain Virginia, who looks shyly into the camera and talks about various things including being in a brawl once with another girl at an HC gig: she is utterly charming...For my music commentary, go to: http://rateyourmusic.com/collection/Fedor8/1