The procession of New York musicians on display in this independent documentary -- bands with names like Boob!, Toilet Boys, Dgeneration, and The Voluptuous Horror of Karen Black -- are almost unilaterally bad or awful. In face, for a movie at least one-third about "glam gods," it's a surprise that the film presents itself as a screeching nightmare that bears no resemblance to Ziggy Stardust in any incarnation.
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