Yeah. I looked forward to watching this primarily because I knew it would feature Todd Rundgren in some capacity. After giving up on it nearly two hours in (and they had only made it to 1983), I found myself wondering, where is the lovingly crafted, hipster-celeb-crammed documentary on Todd, who has had a vastly more consequential career than these two?
You have to hand it to them for perseverance and milking a handful of UK Top 10s (and the same visual shtick) for almost 50 years, though. To paraphrase Mr Bowie, somebody up there likes them.