Some 40 years after “This is Spinal Tap,” the prospect of another mockumentary on self-involved rock stars might not sound so appealing.
Fortunately, “The Nowhere Inn” goes beyond the call of duty with a mesmerizing seriocomic descent into the madness of modern fame.
This unclassifiable whatsit from singer-songwriter St.
Vincent and Bff Carrie Brownstein works overtime to reinvent itself every step of the way, in a hilarious (if sometimes baffling) means of illustrating its outré point.On its surface, “The Nowhere Inn” centers on St.
Vincent’s road trip as she struggles to reconcile her onstage persona with her more grounded identity as Annie Clark.
It’s a journey that’s absurd and eerie, ridiculous and deep.
Pitched somewhere between traditional rockumentary tropes and a heap of zany Adult Swim shorts, it dips into the deadpan folksy satire of Brownstein’s “Portlandia” before veering into a shapeshifting psychological thriller worthy of vintage De Palma.
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