There is, indeed, a moment when you can see Kate Hudson's tits, but you better not look awayor you'll miss it. Didn't she realize she was about to be too famous for that?
REVIEW
On the heels of his enormously successful Jerry Maguire, writer-director Crowe turns to a page of his own youth with this warm and winning comic portrait of coming-of-age amid rock's golden age. Crowe's alter ego is William Miller (engagingly played by Fugit), a 15-year-old aspiring writer who -- sight unseen -- lands a freelance writing assignment with Rolling Stone to accompany the fictitious group Stillwater on tour (Crowe actually traveled with Led Zeppelin). This smalltown boy gets a big-time lesson in the ways of the world when he meets and befriends a fractured family unit of inner and outer circle members, including the sweet-natured Penny Lane (Hudson), a "band-aid" who's in love with the band's lead guitarist. Crowe has captured the cadence and minutiae of the early 1970s with remarkable precision; this is a special place in time for the director, and he leaves little doubt as to its appeal. The ensemble assembled is first-rate: Crudup is a picture-perfect incarnation of an arrogant but likable rocker; Hudson is nothing short of smashing as Penny, with whom William experiences his first crush; and possibly best of all is the unflinching McDormand as William's over-protective mother. What a time to come of age, and what a splendid reminiscence this is -- hail, hail rock 'n' roll.