Film

Metallica: Some Kind of Monster

Name: Metallica: Some Kind of Monster
Genre: Documentary, Music
Released: 2004
Cast: James Hetfield, Lars Ulrich, Kirk Hammett, Robert Trujillo, Jason Newsted

A trainwreck you can't look away from, except the trainwreck is emotional and the wreckage is one of metal's biggest bands. Metallica hire a $40,000-a-month therapist to save themselves from themselves, and the cameras catch every excruciating, hilarious, oddly moving minute. It's a documentary about middle-aged men learning to say how they feel, disguised as a rock doc.

TMDb rating

7.1

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