The Runaways (2010)

A rock biopic should capture the essence and energy of its subject and present it as something more than just visual. As such, Floria Sigismondi's lens focuses primarily on Joan and Cherie (Stewart and Fanning, respectively), but I feel it works best when it pays its dues to the era as a whole.
Joan has an almost contradictory mix of semi-shyness and empowering individualism. Cherie gets from her home life the anger she needs to channel her exhibitionist nature. Together the two young women, outcasts in arms, raise a middle finger to a world in which "Girls don't play electric guitars."
Things improve when the drugs appear, but the real highlights are the few moments that delve beneath the surface of the two girls, wordlessly penetrating their aggressive exterior and exposing their needs.

3 controversial kittens out of 5