“Twenty Feet from
Stardom” is a music lover’s dream. If you have ever rocked to the Rolling
Stones, David Byrne, Ray Charles, Michael Jackson, Bruce Springsteen, Diana
Ross, or Sting, you know their songs – “Gimme Shelter” and “Young Americans” are
two – infect the soul as much from the backup chorus as the lead singers. “Twenty”
is the story of those background voices. For me, the faces and names of Darlene
Love, Judith Hill, and Merry Clayton have glimmers of faint recognition. But
their voices -– “Rape! Murder! It’s just a shout away!” from “Shelter” -- vibe in
me forever. These women never reached fame or riches, one even takes to cleaning
houses. Their careers were sidelined by sabotage or bad luck, or by choice. Each
woman recalls memories, and they and eat together, and their talents are praised
by the likes of smitten men Mick Jagger
and Gordon Sumner, and director Morgan Neville shows these ladies in a divine
light. Too much so. The hedonism of rock n’ roll is vaguely referenced, but
never explored. These women stood close to stardom, but also madness. Oddly, those stories are left off stage. A-
Tuesday, September 17, 2013
Twenty Feet from Stardom (2013)
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