There’s a real nasty, misogynistic sting in the tail of this movie that at first sort of disturbed me but I realized that it had to be there.  If we’re honest, the whole metal scene is in general, bloketown.  It is misogynistic, it is sexist, it is dumber than a box of politicians – that’s why we like it. We want naked women and beer, loud music, perennial adolescence and a shit hot guitar solo.  Bill recognizes that but he’s not afraid to just make us just a touch uncomfortable about it too.

There’s some great laughs in this film, there’s those moments where you go, shit, that’s me! There’s a lot of very recognizable people and ideas and actions and you’ll be sitting there shaking your head thinking “what a goose!” before you then realise that you’ve done exactly the same thing, or your mate has or the guy who plays in that band that you see every weekend has… For a low budget, labour of love, one man band this is pretty damn good.  

No one’s a great actor but there’s a certain natural feel to the whole flick and I get the feeling there was a lot of improvising as well.  The girls are hot looking, the boys are dweebs, the soundtrack rocks… this is metal, this is the real world as lame as that world may be at times.  No super heroes, no government conspiracies, no zombies, no future… I can’t recommend this  movie high enough.  Forget Hollywood, the low budget/no budget scene is where it’s all happening now.