Western Stars

It's the cutaways between songs that stitch it all together with an emotional thread that charts its subject's struggles over the decades.

A lovely film that delves deep into the history of Bruce [Springsteen], particularly his young life.

A lovely companion piece to the latest album from the legendary musician.

Throughout, Springsteen proves prophet and poet, a rhinestone cowboy still barreling down the highway of life. "Western Stars" is yet another exit on his epic journey.

For Springsteen diehards - I'm raising my hand now - this is not the rich visual expansion of a very good album that its author hoped to make.

Now he's taken the reins as a movie director for a visual companion to his recently released, same-named album... that in its intimacy and honesty plays as if this is the way these songs were always meant to be enjoyed.

Bruce Springsteen's filmic love letter to his latest album is sweet and spellbinding, if a little contrived at times.

Western Stars is an intimate performance with great music, lyrical soul-searching and a restless spirit that suggests Springsteen is mining his baggage to create vital, beautiful new art.

It's a rockin' great time in Bruce's barn, one that leaves you feeling just that little more inspired and contented than when you first entered the cinema, proving to be as smooth and warming as a shot of mighty fine Tequila.

In Western Stars, [Bruce] continues to explore his self-destructive impulses and the emotions they inspire.