Some might think, from the title, that this is a documentary about Kurt Cobaina nd Courtney Love. It isn't. It's a documentary about Nick Broomfield. This documentary maker's strategy is the same as always: choose a famous person - someone controversial - then stalk them, follow them around, portray them through the edit as 'guilty' of whatever Broomfield says they are guilty of, and then use their fame to sell and promote the movie. Quite frankly, it's a boring strategy used by filmmakers with no imagination - and creates boring films like this (which should have beena TV filler). Conspiracy theories are mostly codswallop - including this one. But the conclusion has already been decided at the beginning - with constant insinuations against an individual which the gutter press would be proud of. I call films like this 'parasite movies' - they feed off the fame of others whilst smugly declaring that they occupy the moral high ground. But really, Broomfield is nothing more than a paparazzi or groupie. 1.5 stars. ALSO a BIG issue here is the LACK of ANY Nirvana music at all! My reaction to sitting through the 90 minutes of this movie (which felt a lot longer) was 'So What?' This a non-movie which has dated terribly in the 14 years since it was made too.