A man runs a guitar shop in New York city, building guitars from the wood of demolished buildings.
As with most films, there were positive and negative attributes to this. Production was top notch. Everything looked good because of filming in many areas of the shop and having good camera placement and editing. The audio quality was good, but the audio content was not to my liking. Most of the guitarists who played in the shop were not very good. Sure, they are in popular bands, but their posture and technique are terrible and the material they played sounded like music ended in 1977 or so and was only played in America. Some of them I wanted to say "Stop! put it down, can't you hear that it's suffering?". Fortunately, Jim Jarmusch (film director (image)) made an appearance with an acoustic made of some different wood. The decorative work on the instruments was not exactly my style either. Portraits and text blocks just don't seem to belong on a musical instrument. The whole thing was basically Fender Telecaster worship. I get that it's a historic guitar and obviously great for American rock music of the '60s and '70s. There is just so much "else" out there. There were 2 guitars in the shop which looked cool. 1 was a butterfly body design with a Floyd Rose bridge and the other was a '60s Japanese looking thing. There were also wild unfinished body pieces in the backgrounds. "Screw this stuff that looks cool, I want to copy one of the most boring guitars ever." I liked the interview/conversation style of dialogue, but I think that Rick Kelly (the luthier) should have said a little bit more. There was also crying when the young woman who works there celebrated 5 years(?) of that job. I have to rate this tolerable because there was more negative than positive about it. If you like Fender Telecasters and American rock music from 40 - 60 years ago, this film is for you!
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