I knew I was disappointed that I would never see LCD Soundsystem live, but now I'm fucking devastated.

The Good
James Murphy the musician
The look and editing
Keith

The Ugh
James Murphy the person
Arcade Fire
All the hugging

It's over 3.5 hours of LCD live at MSG. If you like LCD, watch it, if you don't, don't.

The crippling narcissism, the postmodern appropriation in service of single-entendre principles, the bookshelf dominated by Pynchon and Gaddis, the self-conscious Early Exit: James Murphy wants to be David Foster Wallace, forgetting that David Foster Wallace could never abide New York City.

Like the far superior "I'm Still Here," this is an entertaining performance movie about the impossibility of exiting a stage, but I prefer Joaquin's spilled guts and unsimulated puke to Murphy's sensational perfectionism.

Still, let a guy bask in his accomplishments. I'm proud to be the first reporter to capture Murphy's retirement plans on the record, circa like 8 years ago: bit.ly/Vyw2Pp

The concert section manages to capture the mix of elation and sorrow that comes with seeing a truly great band live but knowing it's the last chance you will ever get. As an experience, it excels, and I wish they had found room for more songs. Where it falters slightly is with the filler scenes, particularly the Chuck Klosterman interview, which struggles to reveal any real insights.

One of the best band documentaries I've seen.

I think everybody likes LCD Soundsystem. I can’t (don’t want to) imagine a person who doesn’t like LCD Soundsystem. This is good for people who like(d) LCD Soundsystem.

Its a concert movie / doc hybrid showing their last show and the build up to it, as well as bits of James Murphy et al doing their thing outside of the show. Its fantastically well put together, and a fitting tribute to a great band. The concert scenes seem to give a good indication of the spirit of that show, and the bits outside of it are entertaining too.

Its also very sad.

Some really great concert footage, intercut with some self-absorbed, downright boring philosophical rumination. Whole thing looks gorgeous, though. The lyrical and conscious cinematography of even the non-concert footage feels blocked and scripted, almost as though the "characters" are acting FOR the camera, as opposed to letting the camera just document reality. Though considering James Murphy's predilection for putting on airs to cover up his inner turmoil, the style fits the man, his band and this film perfectly.

James Murphy (mostly) shuts up and plays the hits. One of the better concert films I've seen. The film is both big and intimate.

A: I've got an idea. Let's make a concert documentary.
B: That's a great idea. I love it.
A: But you know what I hate? Music.
B: Oh yeah. Music is the worst. The absolute worst.
A: But you know what I do love? Chuck Klosterman.
B: Oh yeah. He's great.
A: He's got an amazing beard.
B: The best beard.
A: You know what else I love? When people shave their beards. Let's have a scene where someone shaves a beard. Like, for three minutes.
B: That's definitely better than music. Way better. So, what's the movie going to be about? Other than beards.
A: I don't know ... life? Mortality? It's not our job to figure that out. You ever hear of a writerly text?
B: No.
A: Anyway, which band should we pick?
B: It doesn't really matter, does it?

This film ultimately shows how LCD Soundsystem decided to out with a party rather than a funeral. Those who are fans of LCD Soundsystem will appreciate the interviews and live clips chronicled over the short life of the Indie band, although still interesting enough to be a decent watch for those who have never heard of the band. Chronicling the final days leading up to and including LCD Soundsystem's final concert on April 2nd, 2011, this film is intimate, happy, sad, funny, depressing, and loud.

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Still think this would have been a much stronger film if it focused more on the show itself and the preceding days/hours. The day after is, frankly, not very interesting, and its purpose as a look into Murphy's return to normalcy is undone by the fact that, well, cameras are following him around. Still, the concert sequences KILL. Reggie Watts!

Often poignant, very insightful and surging with energy, Shut Up and Play the Hits is a rocking, comprehensive documentary about a band going out at the height of its popularity. The film largely hinges on your enjoyment of the band's music, but I don't think it takes a fan to appreciate how well shot the footage is and how interesting and real James Murphy is as a person. Hearing him slowly and seemingly reluctantly explain his fear of failure really sheds new light on every word he sings and brings a melancholic quality to the entire concert that can hit hard at any given moment. If you're into the tunes being played though, watching this should be a no-brainer. Best funeral I've ever been to

A film made solely for an audience of LCD Soundsystem fans. Framed around a maddening Chuck Klosterman interview with frontman James Murphy, the best moments occur when the film takes its title’s advice.