StarCat/CatStar

There are three memorable scenes that nail this home. First, Ozzy
Osbourne is thoroughly engaging as he mumbles through his dialogue with
the director, cooking eggs and spilling orange juice and generally coming
across as a lovable goof rather than the menacing caricature he cultivated
as a solo artist.
Second, Paul Stanley, of Kiss, is hilariously and unintentionally selfparodic,
lying in bed with a bevvy of beauties, and basking in his success as
he attempts to transcend the sorry cliches of his rock stardom.
Third, you have the singer of W.A.S.P., whose severe intoxication as he
floats in a pool with his mother looking on is finally just cringe-worthy
footage.
So yes, those scenes are worth seeing, but they ultimately have nothing to
do with real music. Ozzy, really, is the only one whose tunes have stood the
test of time, and his association with the hair metal scene is a bit dubious,
in my view.
Part III of the Decline trio, made in the late 90s, is where the
documentaries come full circle.
The documentary was initially supposed to focus on the resurgence of the
LA punk scene, fueled by such bands as Naked Aggression and Final
Conflict. And those bands do feature in the film, their music serving up an
exhilarating, tempestuous update on the punk of the past.