Segel’s performance is great, but it is wasted by Eisenberg seeming to phone it in as Lipsky. With another actor that put more effort into the role of Lipsky, it might have saved the movie.
Even after having seen the band live twice, the film loses none of its initial power.
There aren’t very many films that I would universally recommend be seen. Thom Andersen’s 2003 cinematic essay Los Angeles Plays Itself is one of them.
There’s not an original bone in this film’s body.