Hard Core Logo Movie Review

Quentin Tarantino presents Hard Core Logo!

Tarantino's face is the largest one on the cover of the film, his name is bigger than the title of the movie... and frankly, he had nothing to do with it.

And good for him, because it sucks.

Yet another faux documentary, Hard Core Logo purports to be a chronicle of one last tour of regrouped, "famed" punk band Hard Core Logo (a reference to the anarchy symbol) as they trek across Canada, where fans receive them with open arms. The punkish Logos, of course, simply spit in their faces, Sex Pistols-style, act rudely, and wax about their clever philosophies.

It's a supposed punkumentary, clearly improvised, clearly not a documentary, and clearly not even remotely funny. Any thoughts that you might be witnessing another Spinal Tap should be dashed right away.

While the music of Hard Core Logo is the real deal (Joey Ramone makes a brief cameo, even), the story is boring, trite, and unwatchable, the acting is pathetic, and the filmmaking is attempted avant-garde. You have to wonder why Tarantino thought Logo would be a worthy addition to his Rolling Thunder re-release library... but having seen Switchblade Sisters, another Rolling Thunder reissue, a better question is probably, Quentin, what are you smoking?