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10 reviews · Provided by Metacritic.com
- 80Time OutJoshua RothkopfTime OutJoshua RothkopfIt's here, in a keenly captured Forest Hills, Queens, land of low-lit bars and manicured lawns, that Roadie soars as a gently comic drama about living the dream - or trying to.
- 80New York Daily NewsElizabeth WeitzmanNew York Daily NewsElizabeth WeitzmanMichael Cuesta's perfectly-pitched indie captures the pain of arrested development with so much empathy and insight, you can't help but root for the unmoored, overgrown adolescent at its center.
- 75San Francisco ChronicleWalter AddiegoSan Francisco ChronicleWalter AddiegoA lot of what takes place in Roadie feels overly familiar, and the film could have been a wallow in pathos except for the performances, especially that of Eldard.
- 70Roadie features some wonderfully evocative music out of its characters' collective past (local legends the Good Rats, for instance) but like Jimmy himself, it takes a bit of a push to get the picture going, which it gets, both emotionally and dramatically, thanks largely to its ensemble.
- 70Village VoiceNick PinkertonVillage VoiceNick PinkertonEldard, with eyes projecting adolescent vulnerability and a body lost to awkward midlife chub, is enough to redeem Cuesta's indie commonplaces.
- 63New York PostKyle SmithNew York PostKyle SmithSoulfully directed by Michael Cuesta ("L.I.E."), Roadie is short on narrative momentum, but it's a perfectly attuned character study of this rock relic and his middle-aged sorrows.
- 60SalonAndrew O'HehirSalonAndrew O'HehirI simultaneously want to endorse its ambition and nerve and report that it's a very mixed bag.
- 60The New York TimesManohla DargisThe New York TimesManohla DargisOne problem is Jimmy and his mother's dialogue, which continues in the same clichéd vein as the opening scenes of him alone yelling and yammering into his cell.
- Aside from the entertaining specificity about its setting and its protagonist's profession, Roadie is as disappointingly rote as its standard setup suggests.
- 38Slant MagazineNick SchagerSlant MagazineNick SchagerA slice of slight character-driven conventionality in which directorial sensitivity and drama rooted in tense conversations and intermittent blow-ups prove incapable of imparting depth to a tale that plays like a series of simplistic stock gestures.