It is impossible for me to imagine anything hotter than Jonathan Rhys-Meyers making out with Ewan McGregor, dressed respectively (but not dressed for long!) as Ziggy Stardust and Iggy Pop. Despite realizing several of my fantasies at once, VELVET GOLDMINE did not end up being a very good film. The disjointed story never drew me in enough to shake the feeling that the (albeit excellent) cast was merely churning out a series of (admittedly awesome) impersonations. All that acting and impeccable visual design could not make up for a shoddy script. A would-be CITIZEN KANE of rock cinema, VELVET GOLDMINE can’t hold a glittery candle to SID AND NANCY. Go on and seek out its juicy bits on YouTube, but I recommend seeing the latter flick immediately and often.