Lindemann: Live in Moscow, was the past tense better?

About 15 months after live shows stopped in the UK, and seven months since we were allowed into a cinema, at some point Rammstein frontman and full-time pervert Till Lindemann carries the live extravaganza of his solo group to the big screen for one night only, presumably because one show is all it takes for theaters to need some puritanical deep cleaning afterward.

Lindemann: Live In Moscow takes us back to March 20, 2020, when a huge congregation gathered at Moscow's VTB Arena to unknowingly attend a historic event, one of the last great metal concerts before Covid arrived.

Being Lindemann, the movie is gloriously dirty. It is a hymn to debauchery that squeezes the dirt out of every frame. We're barely at the Skills In Pills opener when the big screen behind the band shows a glimpse of something that looks suspiciously like someone gobbling pills through their anus, a timely reminder that Till Lindemann will never bother with arousal when the sleaze of the mallet is much more. effective. Live In Moscow is doing movie concerts what La Bête is to werewolf movies: hypersexualized, completely exaggerated, and somehow absolutely captivating.

With such grotesque images projected throughout the set, you might think it would be impossible to pay attention to the band. But a combination of moving rigs, stage props, and dynamic camera work turns Live In Moscow into a happy cake and fish toss extravaganza.

Sounding closer to Revolting Cocks than Rammstein at times, this performance mimics a hellishly wicked disco with neon lights and a rolling disco dome. But colossal riffs are not in short supply as co-conspirator Peter Tägtgren throws industrial-tinged thunder throughout the set. The band even brought out acoustic guitars for a performance of Knebel, only for Tägtgren to completely smash his when the song kicks off in full force.

Transported to the big screen, there is a palpable sense of ghoulish magic at Live In Moscow, not just watching a band perform to a large audience of rabid fans. The fact that such a band no longer exists (Tägtgren left Lindemann in 2020) adds an unexpected layer of shock to the performance, a feeling that we may never see someone like them again. But then, considering some of the things we witnessed, maybe it's for the best ... Or not. See you up front for the sequel.

Lindemann: Living in Moscow is available on DVD and Blu-Ray now