Here, as Ulrich seems to weep momentarily during that meeting with Mustaine, as Hetfield yacks in a matter-of-fact manner about his feelings and so on, as the whole lot muse on the loss of Cliff Burton, a wound what is obviously still far-from-healed, the façade seems to exist within the bravado, rather than the introspective narratives.

Anyone expecting Metallica to dish out a flick arriving on the friendly side of two hours has obviously never approached the four-hour opus A Year And A Half In The Life Of Metallica. What's rather surprising, however, is that even at two-and-a-half hours, Some Kind Of Monster never drags, never appears anything less than riveting, from the one-on-one conversations dotted throughout to the sight of Ulrich and Hammet getting all depressed on account of the gig they go to, a performance by Newstead's post-Metallica band Echobrain, turns out to be rather good, actually.

I find the music of Metallica to be especially wonderful for the most part, excepting the occasional indulgences of the Load and Re-Load shenanigans. I feel fairly confident, though, that this had precious little to do with my enjoyment of this flick. It's quite simply a wonderful, candid, revealing and overall sublimely entertaining slice of the rock-n-roll filmic excursions.

Highly recommended, is what The Duke would like to announce.

Thanks folks.

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