Despite the fact that it’s been on release for just over a year now, I have seen the truly wonderful Pulp: A Film About Life, Death and Supermarkets multiple times, and it just does keep getting better. And yep sure, I’m a Pulp fan, but the stellar documentary is not just for fans at all, it’s just a hugely entertaining, fast paced romp all round. And despite having some brilliant footage of the band on stage – including 51-year-old frontman Jarvis Cocker in full, orgasmic throttle - it is not merely a concert movie, but rather a chronicle of the group’s history as well as a brilliant character study of their hometown of Sheffield itself.
Despite the fact that it’s been on release for just over a year now, I have seen the truly wonderful Pulp: A Film About Life, Death and Supermarkets multiple times, and it just does keep getting better. And yep sure, I’m a Pulp fan, but the stellar documentary is not just for fans at all, it’s just a hugely entertaining, fast paced romp all round. And despite having some brilliant footage of the band on stage – including 51-year-old frontman Jarvis Cocker in full, orgasmic throttle - it is not merely a concert movie, but rather a chronicle of the group’s history as well as a brilliant character study of their hometown of Sheffield itself.
At its helm is much-applauded New Zealand director Florian Habicht, who follows Pulp in the lead up to their 2012 hometown reunion show. The film follows Jarvis Cocker, Nick Banks, Candida Doyle, Steve Mackey, and Mark Webber, their fans, and the city of Sheffield throughout the days leading up to the gig, which was one of the last times the band played live.

Harbicht told me that the film was originally to be titled “Sheffield: Sex City” until the distributors lamented the moniker’s lack of appeal for supermarket aisle sale, and it covers so much more than just the band and their music. Along with interviews with Pulp's five members, the film sees an enthusiastic Habicht talking with fans from around town and the world, many of who offer casual profundity and sometimes-acerbic comment on the band’s music as well as everyday life. There’s a newsstand vendor who loves to sing “We Are the Champions”, an elderly woman in a who prefers Pulp over Blur, a softly spoken, rather excited American mother who has flown across an ocean to see her heroes in their hometown. These are the people and the moments that make the film really special, and a treat for both fans of the band and others who just love a well-crafted doco.
Another music documentary that is most definitely not your average concert film is Metallica: Through The Never, commissioned by the band and a runaway hit with fans from the minute it landed.
The mega band asked award-winning filmmaker Nimród Antal (Predators, Kontroll) to create an actual 3-D motion picture event around the subject of one of their concerts, and by lordy he delivers. The music-driven feature film combines a slightly dodgy narrative (and that’s from a fan) and spectacular live-performance footage of one of the biggest, loudest rock bands in history to produce a bloody amazing cinematic experience.

Emerging young star Dane DeHaan (The Place Beyond the Pines, The Amazing Spider-Man 2) was called upon to play the role of Trip, a young Metallica roadie sent on an urgent mission during the band’s roaring live set in front of a sold-out arena. But what seems like a simple assignment turns into a surreal adventure, and the soundtrack that accompanies it is as big, bold, brash and pure ‘Tallica.
I loved critic Owen Gleiberman from Entertainment Weekly’s take on the whole affair, which put it far better than I ever could: “Metallica, those thrash virtuosos of doom, get the grand 3-D opera they deserve: a godless-apocalypse-meets-Vegas spectacle, full of fireballs and electric chairs…”

I’m a huge fan of the band, and if it was a straight up and down concert film, Through The Never would be a masterpiece of heavy metal showmanship and a damn good watch. The narrative I could definitely do without… but hey, Metallica have never been known for doing things by halves, have they?