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Publication: The Stranger
Author: O, Kelly
Date published: February 10, 2011


If you sit down to watch Lemmy: 49% Motherf**ker, 51% Son of a Bitch-the new documentary about Lemmy Kilmister, the whiskeyguzzling, two-pack-a-day-smoking, Rickenbacker-bass-playing frontman of Motörhead-expecting a VH1 Behind the Music-style exposé, you'll be sorely disappointed, especially if you get a text that says, "My friend's sister once snorted a line of coke off Lemmy's cock!!!" 10 minutes in. Debauchery is a staple of metalhead memoir, thanks to efforts like Mötley Crüe's 2001 autobiography The Dirt or that Behind the Music episode where Ozzy Osbourne admits to being so fucked-up he snorted ants off a sidewalk. Instead, filmmakers Greg Olliver and Wes Orshoski follow Lemmy for more than three years, recording tour footage and candid athome interviews. This approach renders Lemmy a surprisingly human story, one of a man who not only has been a notoriously hard-livin' rocker for almost 50 years (he joined his first band, the Rockin' Vicars, in 1965), but also is very much a humble man, and the rad dad you wished you had. The film's primary fault is that both the filmmakers and the long list of interviewees-including Alice Cooper, Joan Jett, Slash, Metallica, Ozzy, Jarvis Cocker, and Ice-T-are such überfans of Motörhead that the whole thing slips into gushy, geeky hero worship. (KELLY O) Northwest Film Forum, Thurs Feb 10 at 7, 9:30 pm.

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