This is just a Robbie Williams documentary, so anyone expecting classic cinema is frankly wasting their time here. As a documentary, it's not even that worthwhile - you don't learn much new about Robbie, and the film-makers never pry too hard into anything. (Robbie Williams, in case you've managed to sidestep all this, is a UK pop singer who graduated from sub-Backstreet Boys teen band Take That to become the most famous man in Britain). What's worthwhile about it is that Robbie - whatever you may think of his music and however much I didn't really like him beforehand - wins you over, and comes across as a likeable man. He isn't, of course, but it means you get through the film. Best thing about it is the Spinal Tap moments - when the stage show goes so awry that someone actually has to namecheck Tap, when someone runs onstage and chucks Robbie off the stage, and a classic (if probably staged) scene between Robbie and his manager regarding how high the tabel is and where the chairs should be. It's harmless and passes the time, so good for Rob. And it's nothing to do with that bloke out of Patch Adams and The Birdcage.
