This document of the Stones' 1990 Steel Wheels tour actually works better at home than it did in theaters. On a small screen, you're spared the horror of Keith Richards' wrinkles, which on a giant IMAX screen look alarmingly like a flyover shot of the Grand Canyon. Beyond that, however, Rolling Stones: Live at the Max is just another concert movie, notable only for proving that the traditionally ragtag Stones know how to mount a slick arena show on the order of Michael Jackson's. That such a spectacle might be antithetical to the spirit of rock & roll, not to mention to the Stones' best work, is an insight I, for one, would have preferred to have been spared. B


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