Viena and the Fantomes

The movie nevertheless operates on the fallacy that the mere fact of being concerned with a band suffices to generate interest.

Attractively grimy photography by Emilio Valdes and an overall gone-to-seed aesthetic make this particular tour feel like a mild hangover without the night before's good times, which is probably the point.

Has the feel of a compromised movie, with a brief running time and a choppy, impressionistic structure that comes off like it has pieces missing.

Smoking, drinking, language in meandering road-trip movie.

Besides the off-putting characters, it doesn't explore gender politics or the music business of the era with any meaningful depth.