One Stone Unturned

This Friday marks the opening of Martin Scorsese's Rolling Stones documentary Shine A Light, featuring the longest running dysfunctional marriage in rock history.

You, too, may feel conflicted about the Glimmer Twins.

To wit: Love Keith, can do without Mick.

In interviews, in life, Keith appears so generous while Mick seems like a control freak who has every pound he's ever made.

Here's Keith in today's Washington Post: "Everybody lives, man. It's the same old life however you look at it. As Chekhov said: Any idiot will face a crisis, it's this day-to-day grind that'll get you down."

A rock star quoting Chekhov, how can you not love that?

We're eager to see the movie though Scorsese is responsible for one of the most depressing experiences of our long, movie-going history.

We speak, specifically, of the usually venerated The Last Waltz, his 1978 documentary of The Band's last concert.

We love the Band, as much as Chekhov. It's our favorite band ever. However, the movie reveals that Robbie Robertson -- who was to have been our starter husband -- is a narcissitic jerk of epic proportions, an impression that the years have not changed while dampening our affection for good. (The affection for the music remains constant.)

This will not be a problem with Mick. Now that Scorsese has docutized The Band, Dylan and the Stones, what can possibly be next?