One afternoon when the light was a little psychedelic, the photographer captured the moment when LIPS answered the invitation call from far away Japan, and captured the face of LIPS at that moment. And so a great documentary was finally born.
At that time, the background music under the picture was not heavy metal. Rather soft and tender. So, we got it, this is not a heavy metal documentary.
Whether it is the protagonist LIPS or the film. It is far from the word heavy metal. It's actually an old-fashioned story about how a person survives. It just happened that he happened to be in a heavy metal band.
Damn, now documentaries are more and more like movies, and movies are more and more like documentaries. In the second half of the film, when ANVIL came to Japan to perform again, when we visited the temple, we saw multi-cameras, multi-angles, big movements, and montages, which are hard to see in documentaries. Rely on, pose.
No way, we all need a bit of business, and we need a method that suits the audience's taste. The era of self-confidence is over. Now is the time for compromise and integration. Is not it? Even the most free-market Americans had to nationalize their insurance companies. Times are changing, music is changing, even drugs are changing.
In the climax at the end of the film, on the stage, LIPS stood in front of the microphone and sang "METAL ON METAL" 30 years ago, his eyes widened with anger, and the backlight hit his face, which looked bloody. Still very Heavy. It seems that the '84 show just happened last Thursday. The core of rock music is always live only.
That expression once again told a fairy tale: perseverance always pays off. Over the years, this fairy tale has seduced us like the tale of Santa Claus. OK, let's not expose him and let him continue.
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