CBGB Page #4

Synopsis: CBGB follows the story of Hilly Kristal's New York club from its conceit as a venue for Country, Bluegrass and Blues (CBGB) to what it ultimately became: the birthplace of underground rock 'n roll and punk. When Kristal had difficulty booking country bands in his club on the Bowery he opened his doors to other kinds of rock music. Kristal had one demand of the acts he booked; they could only play original music. No top 40's, no covers. It was the credo he lived by, support the artist at whatever the cost. Hilly Kristal ironically became known as the godfather of punk giving a chance to such bands as Blondie, Television, Ramones, Talking Heads, Dead Boys and The Police.
Genre: Drama, Music
Director(s): Randall Miller
Production: Xlrator Media
 
IMDB:
6.6
Metacritic:
30
Rotten Tomatoes:
8%
R
Year:
2013
102 min
Website
318 Views


Lot of things

you don't wanna do.

Yeah.

Anything you wanna do?

We're workin' on something now.

Something positive?

Yeah. it's... it's called...

"I Wanna Sniff Some Glue. "

Good to have a point of view.

One, two, three, four!

What the f*** are you

playing? Goddamn it. F***!

- I'm gonna get the f*** out of here!

- You guys want to try it again?

- Yeah.

- Is Johnny coming back?

What... What are we playin'?

Johnny? Johnny?

F***!

- Lively!

- One, two, three, four!

Sittin' in a hospital bed

Sittin' in a hospital bed

Sittin' in a hospital bed

I, I want life

I want my life

I want my life

I got knocked down

, but I'll get up

Nobody is gonna like you guys.

But I'll have you back.

City's going bankrupt.

It's like a disease.

Which I would prefer not to catch.

Meaning?

We have to get our affairs in order.

I'm working on it.

Your working isn't working, Hilly.

Coming to you from

the Bowery of New York City...

Wayne County.

Hello, sex kittens.

Eat my p*ssy.

Wish I had one. Ooh.

Here we go. Here we go. You

ready, ready, ready, ready, ready.

One, two, three... L'Chaim.

Wanted nothing more

I know you wouldn't go

You'd watch my heart burst

No, no, no, no. Come here.

I'm Nicky Gant.

Nicky f***in' Gant. I produce records.

Hilly told me this was on the house.

Come on.

We're good?

You were a marksman

Told me that law,

like wine, is ageless

Got any... any chips or something?

We're gonna have to do

something about that stage.

Where is he?

You might want to think about

having fewer guests of Hilly...

and more paying customers

if you want to pay for it.

I'm with Lisa on this one.

You gotta spend money to make money.

You gotta have money to

spend money to make money.

And since you spend all the money you

make, you don't have any money to spend.

So you might wanna think about

saving the money you make...

instead of spending the money you make.

All right, we're gonna

try that one again.

What are you doing?

Goddamn it, Dad.

What, two bankruptcies

wasn't enough for you?

- Why not go for three?

- Stop.

- Well, I'm taking over the finances.

- No, you're not. You're fired.

- You're firing me?

- Yeah. Get the hell out.

I want my life

I want my life

I want my life

Things are not gonna work out with her.

Everything all right, Hilly?

Hey, so, Deb, who were the people

that you idolized as artists?

F***, you know, I always

really liked Brigitte Bardot.

- Uh-huh. - She

was sort of...

- continental punk, you know?

- Yeah.

I always thought sex was a cool

thing to sell... a sure thing.

I wish I'd invented sex.

You like sex?

God. Look at this. I'm sick of

the goddamn fleas from Hilly's dog.

- Have you considered boots?

- Boots?

F***.

Can I describe what it's like

to have sex with the light on?

And would you feel right

if I did you tonight

And put the bite on?

All this and more, little girl

How 'bout on the

floor, little girl?

No time to implore you, girl

I'm just a dead boy

You know that I'm

just a dead boy

I wanna be a dead boy

I'll die for you

if you want me to

Got a feeling in my knees

that tell me the degrees

I been loved on

You got dents in your head

that tell me all the beds

You've been shoved on

All this and more, little girl

How 'bout on the

floor, little girl?

No time to implore you, girl

I'm just a dead boy

You know that I'm

just a dead boy

I wanna be a dead boy

I'll die for you

If you want me to

Don't tell me. There's something there.

There is definitely something there.

The Dead Boys. As long as they

don't take their name too seriously.

A teenage feelin',

rockin' and a-reelin'

- Hilly Kristal.

- Cheetah Chrome.

That was good. I mean...

it was really good.

- Thank you, sir.

- That means a lot, you know?

Your dog is crappin' on the floor, sir.

Yeah, he does that.

I piss in ice machines.

- Where are you guys from?

- Cleveland, sir.

Well, I'm impressed with

the youth of Cleveland.

- You shouldn't be.

- Why not?

Lot of losers.

Well, you... you seem awfully polite.

Yeah, well... We were altar boys.

Yeah. That was a while ago.

Look, Mr. Kristal. We

get the gig here or not?

Yeah.

- No sh*t.

- Holy f***.

Spoken like a true altar boy.

Some say punk

promotes a message of violence.

I mean... What we're doing is

not really destructive, you know?

So it's not a statement of aggression?

No. We're just letting out a

lot of energy and frustration.

And where better to do

that... here or on the streets?

- Good point.

- Hi, Mom.

Yeah. it's actually really healthy.

So, what kind of girls do you like?

All kinds.

I like the ones that like to

f*** and leave in the morning.

Stiv. She just wants

to give you a blow job.

Oh!

Cut.

I dare you.

You know better than to dare me.

Oh, yeah.

Oh, yeah!

Yeah.

Hot flashes burning my brain

Your tongue lashing

drive me insane

From New York City to L.A.

You're known as the hottest lay

- Oh, your pink canopy

gonna shackle ya down

You lost everybody in town

From a cherry runaway

to a fairy queen

Used up before your sweet 16

Everyone knows you were caught

with the meat in your mouth

Said everyone knows you were

caught with the meat in your mouth

Look for love on

a one-way street

Bedding down with

every...

A-stripping and a-dancing

and a-buying some downs

- See? it's not all about violence.

- Support the latest sensation in town

Cut. Cut!

Yeah, Stiv. He's getting

his dick sucked. Holy sh*t.

Fresca. On the house.

Stan.

You know I got nothing

against you, right?

I'd like to think anyone who shares

a drink in my club is my friend.

Mmm.

Well, as your friend...

We've had some complaints.

About what?

Hey, Hilly.

She's my dragon lady, yeah

I'm her jumbo jet

- She got a Saturday night special

- Excuse me.

And I'm her steady driving

man I'm her steady driving man

I'm just the messenger here, you know.

But I understand the

complaints are about the...

element your club attracts.

Are you kidding me? If anything,

I'm cleaning the street up.

I am just the messenger here.

People bigger than you and I are tugging

the strings and stirring the sh*t.

And I also understand that you're

three months behind on your rent.

That kind of thing just doesn't help.

Pay your bills, Kristal.

Pay your f***ing bills.

You know I need you

Yes, I do Yes, I do

Yes, I do

You know I love you

Yes, I do Yes, I do

I don't like that guy.

Got a spirit in my house

and I know it ain't no mouse

We know you got more dough.

Come on. Give me the f***ing dough. Come

on, Idaho. Give me the f***ing dough.

My house

I gave you all... I gave you already.

- Again!

- Ugh!

- In my club!

- Said I won't! He's not gonna talk, man!

Come on, Hilly. Be cool, man.

Like I was saying previously, Stan.

These two gentlemen were not abiding...

by the rigorous code of ethics...

I strive to maintain

in my establishment.

Well, that's not very

good, now is it, boys?

In my house, in my

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