Borserie it is finally so absorbing because it plays like a lyrical road odyssey that’s also a detective story.

Brendon Jones It’s fine. It's literally the definition of a fine movie. You’ve seen it before, you know every beat and outcome before the characters even do. Only question is how much escapism you’re looking for.

Fleur Actress is magnificent and exudes a hypnotic screen presence in this affecting drama.

Cristal The movie really just wants to entertain people.

Michael_Elliott Hated: GG Allin & the Murder Junkies (1993) *** 1/2 (out of 4)Before directing comedies like ROAD TRIP, DUE DATE and THE HANGOVER trilogy, Todd Phillips started his career with this documentary that takes a look at punk legend GG Allin. The documentary covers every aspects of the controvesrial artists life including his death, which happened during the post-production of this film.If you're a fan of punk music then you've probably heard about Allin. If you're not a fan of the music and you don't know who Allin is then you'll certainly want to check this documentary out, although I'm sure it will make you scared of Allin more than make you admire his talent.I say he'll end up scaring you because this was a pretty messed up guy and some of his actions on stage are beyond shocking. Of course, some people will say that Allin was just a freak show without much talent but I'll let the viewer make up their own mind. Some of the stuff that Allin did was very shocking including performing naked as well as pooping himself and performing in it. His final concert has become somewhat legendary in its own ways and that too is covered here.This is certainly a very entertaining film but there's no doubt that it's main goal was to show Allin and expose him tot he wolrd. Who know what would have happened had Allin lived and not died during the post-production but as it stands, this is a fitting look at his life, career and death.

darad There's nothing I could say or any review here that could prepare you for the wild ride documentary of this man's life. Not being a fan, I couldn't appreciate nor see any talent as maybe his admirers would, still though, this is very intriguing. If you want to see a man who lived his life to the very edge of extremity and brink of insanity, I present G.G. Allin. Punk Rock, Death Metal, Satanic or White Supremicist Rock Groups all look like a PBS program for pre-schoolers compared to this man. I suppose the one question we ask ourselves while watching this, as you realize you actually are watching is, "shouldn't this guy be institutionalized?" There's some very deserving folks locked away for lesser reasons, yet because he was classified (by some) as a performer, he was free to be exposed (and expose himself) to the general population and even entertain. Like Lenny Bruce, G. G. Allin doesn't apologize for its shock value. This is serious stuff, not for the weak and yes, you will be disturbed with its content. As a documentary it does pull you in and well presents G. G. to a point where you understand his point of view and in some odd way sympathize with his way of thinking and living. He lived a harsh life and it was his way of expressing outrage and coping in society with equal disgust. Like an animal on display at a zoo, you wonder what the animal thinks of you might better describe his act. If you ever wanted a taste of the wild side this is as close as you'll get without being there and might appreciate your quiet life more once seeing it. It's more than a documentary, it's an experience, one that will haunt and disturb you long after. So before you dismiss this as just a story of an insane and sickening man claiming to be an entertainer, watch it with an open mind and a good stomach, you'll definitely need it, and be happy you survived. This is as gritty as you'll see outside a snuff film.

t_atzmueller A fat singer, covered only by bad tattoos, filth and a pair of Doc Martens, beating up a couple of fans on his way to stage, defecating and throwing his faeces into the crowd before being dragged off by the police may not be everybody's idea of entertainment but it certainly was what the general fan expected from a GG Allin show.Mind you, few self-described Punk fans – generally sporting coloured Mohawks, "The Sex Pistols" tee-shirts and a dog collar – either don't know GG Allin nor would they necessarily identify with GG having been a punk. A punk in the truest sense of the word: a misfit, degenerate and completely free of compromise, even if that meant having to live and die in the gutter.So, what is "Hatred"? A modern freak-show, allowing us to gloat at a human train-wreck and his equally dishellved entourage? A "Best of" drunk vomiting, defiant behaviour and throwing poo at the willing audience? Yes, "Hatred" contains all that but director Todd Phillips doesn't concentrate on those antics but rather takes it as part of the package. His real focus is on the people, mainly GG himself, his band, "The Murder Junkies", musicians like Dino (the naked drummer) and supporters like Unk, who both come across as bizarre, real and unpretentious, at the same time.As for GG's music: you won't find any hidden classics among Allins repertoire. This isn't a documentary about a forgotten genius (like the Roky Erickson documentary "You're Gonna Miss Me"), in fact, apart from some song- and concert fragments, there's preciously little music in "Hatred". Allins music was a mix of simple, noisy Punk-songs with touches of country music, the lyrics laden with obscenities and a misanthropy that few other bands have matched. Yet, as simple and sleazy as the songs may be, there's something haunting and memorable that can only be described as authentic.And that's the keyword about the whole documentary: everything here is authentic, free of compromise or pretentiousness. That's more than can be said about most contemporary, mainstream-embracing Pop, Rock and Punk bands. "Hatred" is neither pretty nor glamorous but authentic.Still, if you're more of a Simon & Garfunkel or Bee Gees-type, you might find language, music, people, topic and the flinging of faeces slightly offensive and should consider watching something else.8 authentic points from 10.

bytesmack Growing up in the 80's and 90's I was never exposed to music by the famed GG Allin. After watching this documentary on the life of GG Allin, I realize that I didn't miss much.After watching this film I have come to the conclusion that Mr. Allin was nothing more than a saddest and hated all. The world would have been a better place if he would have committed suicide at an early age, so he could have never been able to promote his message of hate.On a musical note he could not sing nor was he a decent performer. I still cannot figure out how he felt that eating his own poop or cutting his flesh on stage was to be considered art.In closing it is my personal conclusion that GG Allin suffered from manic depression.