Despite the rush you get from seeing indie kings Dandy Warhols make the big time before your very eyes in this film, it’s Anton Newcombe, frontman of Brian Jonestown Massacre, who represents the artistic heart of the movie. It is put together from seven years spent with the bands, filming them in performance, in conversation, in conflict and occasionally in trouble with the law. Newcombe produces heady sixties-inspired music and a mesmerising stage presence, but his talent has to battle against his self-destructive nature, be it in the form of drug abuse or his penchant for an on-stage punch-up (both unflinchingly shown here.) It’s immensely watchable and an awesome labour of love by director Timoner.