Warning: Parental Advisory _ROCKED_! I am of an age that when the PMRC hearings actually occurred, it mattered to me, and I followed the hearings to some extent. It was great to get to relive one of the most pivotal events in music in recent history. I thought Dee Snider's return to the glory days of Twisted Sister was a sight to behold, and his first couple scenes made me laugh out loud! ("Is this about my taxes?" - ZOOM)
Ultimately, though, the bottom line with docu-movies is how it affects the viewer. Well, this one was a doozy. My wife and I spent about half an hour afterwards, discussing how each generation seems to express displeasure with the next generations music. Big band hated the Elvis generation, Elvis hated Hendrix, Hendrix hated Disco, Disco hated Heavy Metal, Heavy Metal hated Rap, and so it goes. The last scene of the movie, with Jason Priestly yanking a rap tape out of his kids boombox, then realizing what he was doing, moved me.
"Warning: Parental Advisory" was a great movie, and a great lesson for anyone who wasn't around for the wrath of the PMRC.
Ultimately, though, the bottom line with docu-movies is how it affects the viewer. Well, this one was a doozy. My wife and I spent about half an hour afterwards, discussing how each generation seems to express displeasure with the next generations music. Big band hated the Elvis generation, Elvis hated Hendrix, Hendrix hated Disco, Disco hated Heavy Metal, Heavy Metal hated Rap, and so it goes. The last scene of the movie, with Jason Priestly yanking a rap tape out of his kids boombox, then realizing what he was doing, moved me.
"Warning: Parental Advisory" was a great movie, and a great lesson for anyone who wasn't around for the wrath of the PMRC.