What Netflix did next: Mötley Crüe and a lot of cocaine
- Text by Megan Nolan
- Photography by Netflix / Cocaine Island

The Dirt
I couldn’t name or even hum a single Mötley Crüe song, but they did have a stark and harrowing impact on my sexual awakening as a child. I was reading one of those glossy Dad Rock magazines like Q or Mojo when I was 12 or so, and it quoted an excerpt from The Dirt, the famously excessive tell-all autobiography recounting all the band’s kerr-a-zy antics. The passage in question involved Tommy Lee taking two women out to dinner and then penetrating them under the table with an empty wine bottle, a detail too profoundly reality-shattering for my pubescent brain to comprehend or, evidently, ever forget. “Is… is that what sex is like?” I wondered frantically. “Indeed, is that what… fancy restaurants are like?”
Anyway, this adaptation of the book is winning all manner of scathing reviews, for being irrelevant and archaic and just plain trashy. To which I say: I agree, and it’s epic. Don’t get me wrong, it’s a bad and stupid film and doing almost literally anything else would be better for you than watching it, but at the same time, is it so stupid that it made me laugh quite a few times? Frankly yes!
It’s madly atonal, edging towards Spinal Tap-esque self awareness at times but never quite committing, then careening back to the weirdly po-faced angsty drama, rendered so poorly that no matter what atrocity is taking place you can’t help but smirk at it. Genuinely even the part where a child dies of cancer is so overwrought and mad that you can’t take it seriously or be sad.
In its favour, Douglas Booth as Nikki Sixx could certainly, and is far more attractive than any of the actual band members. What’s mind-boggling is looking back at that time, the way they looked and dressed and acted, and thinking, “This? This is what made thousands of women want to shag you? You’re wearing a large top hat emblazoned with “ROCK” spelled out in diamonte studs.” However, Douglas Booth does also have the smooth and perfectly structured, exquisitely maintained face of what he is – which is an English boy with a dad who was the director of Deutsche Bank. He looks posh, basically, and not like someone who snorts heroin off a stripper’s nether regions in a toilet.
Booth as Sixx has the film’s best moment, a moment so utterly pure and stunning that I rewound to play it four times over. Vince Neil’s just been in a car crash in which English drummer Razzle was killed, and Sixx is explaining why he hasn’t been around to support him. “I’d fallen head over heels in love,” a ponderous voiceover whispers, as he sits in a dimly lit club booth with a naked woman swaying in front of him. “And she was the sweetest thing I’d ever known. She made me feel all the warmth and happiness I never knew as a child. Her name…….was heroin.”
That’s just good stuff, I’m sorry! You thought it was the woman with the bare arse, but it was the tray of heroin she was holding!
HOW MANY POPCORNS OUT OF TEN? 🍿🍿❌❌❌❌❌❌❌❌
WORTH A WATCH WHEN SOBER? Absolutely not, but yes at the same time
WORTH A WATCH WHEN HUNGOVER/ DRUNK? Yes, it’s so bad that it will make you feel nothing at all, so good hangover fodder
The Legend of Cocaine Island
This is an over-produced but funny and inventive documentary. It unfortunately relies on far too much reconstruction, but it’s a good story with enough bizarre turns and characters that it’s worth a watch. Rodney Hyden was one of the many who lost everything after the 2008 recession. Formerly a thriving housing contractor with a fancy house and a boat and all that good stuff, he and his wife and daughter moved to a double-wide on a dirt road in Florida when it all came crashing down. There he made the acquaintance of various local oddballs, one of whom had an incredible story.
Julian, a simple-living old hippy, was vacationing in Puerto Rico when a waterproof bag filled with cocaine surfaced. Not knowing what to do with it, he buried it and went back home to Florida. For fifteen years, the story was a local legend, but nobody made any attempt to retrieve it, until Rodney, driven to the end of his tether by financial desperation, hatched a plan.
I think I liked this film despite its flaws because Rodney is such a compelling, empathetic person, and also such a big idiot. When he makes connections with local drug dealers, he is openly awed by the aesthetic trappings of being a gangster – the clothes, the booze, the smooth talk. He starts manically parroting Scarface quotes at one point in excitement. He is no natural criminal, just someone who stumbled upon a once-in-a-lifetime chance for a payday. Despite imagining that we might slip smoothly into an Ocean’s Eleven-style groove were we thrust into such a position, the reality is that we would all be like Rodney – making a tit of ourselves by asking for a go in the druglord’s private jet.
HOW MANY POPCORNS OUT OF TEN? 🍿🍿🍿🍿🍿🍿❌❌❌❌
WORTH A WATCH WHEN SOBER? Yes
WORTH A WATCH WHEN HUNGOVER/ DRUNK? Yes tbh! We stan an entrepreneurial but bumbling would-be criminal.
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