Opiniones de Metacritic

The brilliant concluding chapter in the death trilogy that inspired Gus Van Sant's artistic rebirth.

A true American tragedy, directed with skill and conviction.

One of this year's indisputably great films.

What Last Days offers is a blank and narrative-free, but pitch-perfect, dreamscape on which to project your own personal ruminations on Kurt, fame, whatever, nevermind. If you have none, you're on your own.

There is a method to its madness, since the madness here is really Cobain's. Last Days mythologizes his suicide as a haunting act of fulfillment: the consummation of a life that had already ceased to be.

The glacial pacing may put some people off, but it also has a hypnotic quality. And some viewers might find it fascinating to be a voyeur into someone's tortured psyche.

In the end, it feels like a life aestheticized, not examined.

A victory for ambitious filmmaking if not always a successful attempt at character study.

Result is dead-on depiction of the hedonistic rock lifestyle, punctuated by sequences of haunting beauty but also quasi-religious imagery that borders on tacky.

Yet music, the one thing that might have given the film some kick, is de-emphasized, with only two songs sneaking into the picture.