Afouotos Although it has its amusing moments, in eneral the plot does not convince.

AshUnow This is a small, humorous movie in some ways, but it has a huge heart. What a nice experience.

Aneesa Wardle The story, direction, characters, and writing/dialogue is akin to taking a tranquilizer shot to the neck, but everything else was so well done.

Mathster The movie runs out of plot and jokes well before the end of a two-hour running time, long for a light comedy.

wadechurton No, one should not expect a fictionalization of the Stones' story, but one does expect a reasonable attempt at a depiction of Brian Jones' time with them. As it is, the Stones are peripheral characters in the screenplay. Apart from a few bluesy jams, their own music is absent entirely. The story focuses on the relationships between Jones and his foreman/com-padre Frank Thorogood, out at the rock star's country estate. The large house is conspicuously the movie's prime set. Fine, 'Stoned' had a low budget. Then again, it's from a real-life story which was basically made up of people talking, fighting and falling over. Not so fine is that 'Stoned' had to be so bad. One of the hardest things to swallow about 'Stoned' was the casting of Leo Gregory as Jones. He does little characterization beyond a 'fatalistic' smile, and although 27 years old himself (Jones' age at the time of his death), on screen he looks ten years older and wears a risible array of mail-order hairpieces to represent the varying Jones eras. At times he looks like a young Jon Pertwee in a fright wig. The direction by Stephen Wooley is wildly erratic and at times laughable. Jefferson Airplane's 'White Rabbit' underscoring an acid trip scene is the hack cinematic equivalent of the 'city/pretty' hack songwriting rhyme. It took Wooley ten years to put this botch-up together? Looks more like it was desperately cobbled together late Sunday night and breathlessly handed in by the Monday 9AM deadline. Another Bad Movie Night contender.

tyrssen Very nearly as bad as claimed. It falls just short of "awful," and I read somewhere that it only made 32 K -- not even enough to cover production costs.I remember when Brian Jones died.So I was hoping for a decent tribute, even if critical. I didn't really get it, with this film. Sorta. But not quite. Brian was a quirky musical genius in his own way, and such people often live in their own worlds, often misunderstood. Syd Barrett, 'nother excellent case. "Stoned" starts at the end, with Brian dead in his pool, and re-traces things from there ... but in a manner so choppy that it leaves the viewer going "huh? What was that? Who's that, again?" more times than I care to count. And, that little flash-scene in the opening, with a dog's throat getting cut, isn't about anything in the movie or in real life. Why is it in there? Obviously, the film maker hoped to be making something as "cult" as Mick Jagger's film, "Performance," an infinitely better picture.But "Performance," this is not. Brian is tolerably portrayed, the other Rolling Stones are barely recognizable in spite of their best efforts. And Anita is tolerably done. But I'm afraid all the lovely naked ladies that flash through this film (literally) can't save it from what, ultimately, is an odd script, lousy direction, and quirky (to be charitable) cinematography.

dhlough-1 The mystique of the Rolling Stones isn't well served by Stoned, a speculative film about the last three months of the life of original guitarist Brian Jones. But nor will their legend be marred by this inept and ineffectual bio-pic.Directed by famed producer Stephen Woolley (The Crying Game, Breakfast On Pluto), Stoned shows us Jones final days through the eyes of Frank Thorogood (Paddy Considine), a contractor brought into the fold by the Stones road manager Tom Keylock (David Morrissey) to help with the landscaping of his East Sussex manse and, eventually, keep an eye on the free-spirited rock star.Since we know that Jones (Leo Gregory) drowned in his pool, Wooley stages it with a flash forward of the body's discovery near the start of the film. But any mystery about the relationship of the working-class Thorogood and the rich Jones begs for more incisive scenes than the clichéd mise-en-scene of all too familiar 60's tropes. To believe that the contractor could be moved to murder Jones, we need more than a mild scene of humiliation and a dismissal without final pay. We need shadings of Thorogood's psychological discord, and a fuller performance from the usually reliable Considine.Not that the other actors fare any better. Gregory plays Jones as a Lost Boy and an opportunist, sporting a Little Lord Fauntleroy shag that turns him into David Spade's somewhat sexier brother. The women are lovely, but basically negligible – whores or hangers-on – and the rest of the band loose approximations of the younger Stones, with Keith Richards the moral center of the film.Neither the script, by Neil Purvis and Robert Wade, nor the director, shapes scenes for drama. Jones life, like the film, seems aimless; we never understand his importance as the architect of the original Stones. On the evidence of Stoned, one can rightly say that as a director, Woolley is a great producer.

top_cio I was so disappointed by this movie! I mean... there are NO songs by the Rolling Stones in the movie that I (or anyone else I know) would recognize, Brian Jones never wrote any of their songs, and the Stones "members" might as well have been extras on the set for all the lines they got and acting opportunities received. All of that in itself makes the movie awful. But it gets worse, if possible. Unless you grew up in Cockney Town England, you're not going to understand a THING any of the actors say in the whole movie - they might as well have been speaking Japanese! Just a bunch of Blimey mumbling, cigarettes hanging out of their mouths, and a stupid, twisted, pointless plot line that would probably have been more intelligible with the sound off. In fact, that's my advice to any future watchers - just turn the sound off and the movie won't seem quite so bad.This movie is a prime example of dollars wasted on a stupid theme, a stupid subject, a stupid premise (about the Rolling Stones, but no Stones are really present in the whole movie), and just stupid in general. If you've seen Oliver Stone's great movie "The Doors", and think this one is going to be the same kind of ride except about the Rolling Stones you are in for a grave, deep, and permanent letdown - buyer beware!