Super Duper Alice Cooper

A nice cliff notes to his career, but it stops at 1986 choosing the redemption arc over a thorough examination. Some nice footage and uses the soundtrack as another way to tell the story. Worth a watch but not enough to be definitive.

Probably because Bruce wrote a devastating book about his experiences in the band, and that he had written a lot of the material for the songs and that Alice 'abandoned them' after "Muscle Of Love" sessions were recorded. I think he's had an ax to grind with them ever since. Can't say I totally blame him either. He isn't even mentioned at the end of the film as if he didn't even exist.

Buxton was barely mentioned at all and not having an RIP at the end had to have been deliberate slap in the face on the filmmaker's part. Maybe Buxton was as bitter over the whole thing as Bruce was and the producers of this film followed the input from the management. Some kind of fallout occurred for this to happen

Not to mention, everything is done in voice-over and we don't get to see the participants as they are today. The scenes are done in that CGI diorama overlay style which is fine in some cases but I think overused here.

Overall, a not very satisfying documentary. 3 out of 10 for these glaring omissions.

Review: I really enjoyed this documentary because it is a in-depth look at the life of a rock star who went from a nobody in Detroit to a somebody in California. The look at the pitfalls of fame such as extreme addiction and how is life outside the spotlight. The directing and screenplay are both incredible. The combination from living pictures to concert footage really make this metal documentary very different than any other. All in all I would give this five out of a possible five stars.

Although it featured some great film footage of the early band, the story of Alice Cooper as told here is a miserable whitewash and a complete insult to fans of the band. Glen Buxton gets little mention and no credit; Michael Bruce doesn't even get mentioned. Not even once. How can you tell the story of this band and leave them out of it? Answer: you tell the story as if Alice Cooper (the individual) was the only person who really mattered and the rest of the band just happened to be there in the beginning. (I don't understand how Dennis Dunaway could have participated so much in this without feeling like a complete traitor to the rest of the band.) Basically this smells like somebody's manager trying to sweep history under a rug while polishing his client's reputation for all of the fans who arrived after "Welcome to My Nightmare." As the documentary rolled on and it became ever more clear what a nice, quiet hatchet-job this was, Alice's la-di-da narration really started to grate on me. (I know: that isn't exactly thoughtful or deeply analytical criticism, but I found myself increasingly outraged by this travesty.) A highly disingenuous presentation.

So much more to see than just the printed "lives with shell and the kids " etc.

Really interesting to watch, just feel it shouldn't have stopped there, even if it were a five minute nod to all the good stuff he has done since.

I'm sober now, oh look, cocaine 😅