Watching Rob Reiner's mock documentary This Is Spinal Tap more than four decades after its initial release, one can't shake the feeling that it is more dead-on than ever in its parody of a group of aging, outdated British heavy metal rockers on their latest American tour. Because there have been hundreds, if not thousands, of programs and documentaries about aging rock stars, from Ozzy Osborne, to Ted Nugent, to the members of Styx, pouring out stories of their trials and tribulations in the limelight, This Is Spinal Tap takes on an extra level of satire. It was, in many, many ways, ahead of its time—genuinely prophetic.

Reiner plays Marty DiBergi, a documentary filmmaker whose camera follows the members of Spinal Tap on their attempted comeback tour through the United States in support of their latest album, Smell the Glove. Christopher Guest, Michael McKean, and Harry Shearer (all three of whom, along with Reiner, wrote and performed all the music) play the three mainstays of the band, respectively lead guitarist Nigel Tufnel, vocalist David St. Hubbins, and bassist Derek Smalls. There is no consistent band member on drums because, in one of the movie's best long-running jokes, Spinal Tap's drummers keep dying under mysterious circumstances (one dies in a gardening accident, another spontaneously combusts, and another chokes to death on vomit, although no one seems to know whose because, well, you can't dust for vomit).

The members of Spinal Tap resemble a mash-up of Black Sabbath, Judas Priest, and Queen, although there is plenty of early '80s metal bands like Mötley Crüe and Def Leppard mixed in. Dressed in skin-tight spandex pants, leather vests, and spiked wrist bands and sporting gaudy eye make-up and shaggy hair, the members of Spinal Tap are inherent parodies of themselves. There is no way to take them seriously, especially when they are attempting to wax philosophic during numerous on-camera interviews; yet, they are also oddly intriguing. It is perhaps the film's great achievement that it becomes all too easy to forget that these are characters played by actors, rather than actual people being themselves.

The only structure to the film, which was mostly improvised by Reiner, Guest, McKean, and Shearer, is Spinal Tap's doomed American tour, which grows steadily worse and worse as it progresses. Various shows are cancelled, and the band goes from playing 10,000-seat arenas to 1,000-seat arenas, to tiny venues with maybe a dozen fans. The cover art for their new album gets nixed because it is considered offensive ("What's wrong with being sexy?" one band members asks when someone tells him the cover is "sexist"), and they wind up with an album that has an all-black cover with no writing on it. No one shows up to their record signings, and at one point they get lost backstage trying to make their grand entrance.

The band's cheese-metal rock songs with titles like "Big Bottom" and "Hell Hole" are utterly convincing while also parodying the genre's heavy reliance on sexual innuendo and crass objectification. If the songs had been too ridiculous, the movie wouldn't have worked, but they hew just close enough to reality that you can imagine hearing any one of them on the radio. We are also regularly treated to wonderfully lurid stage performances by the band that are inevitably struck with some kind of embarrassing disaster (their show-stopping tune "Stonehenge" is ruined when the set designer builds an 18-inch, rather than 18-foot, replica of the famous stones).

Rob Reiner, who was making his directorial debut, gets the tone and pitch of the mockumentary just right. He didn't invent the genre, but it is hard to argue that he didn't perfect it here. At the time he was known primarily as Archie Bunker's liberal son-in-law Michael "Meathead" Stivic from 184 episodes of All in the Family that aired between 1971 and 1978. He had a few bit roles in television and movies after the series ended, so his stepping behind the camera marked a new direction in his career, one that would see him become one of the most successful and celebrated directors of the 1980s and '90s. While his career certainly tapered off at the end, it is hard to imagine a run by any director as good as the one Reiner had from 1984 to 1992, which saw him follow This Is Spinal Tap with The Sure Thing (1985), Stand by Me (1986), The Princess Bride (1987), When Harry Met Sally … (1989), Misery (1990), and A Few Good Men (1992).

The greatest achievement of This Is Spinal Tap is that it makes it hard to believe that Spinal Tap is not a real band, as the ridiculous things they say and do are not far from what spills from the mouths of celebrities every day. Visually, the film has a crucial element of realism from the improvisational nature of the characters' interactions and the vérité camerawork by documentary veteran Peter Smokler, who shot footage at the Rolling Stones' infamous Altamont concert for Gimme Shelter (1970), as well as Peter Watkins' brutal pseudo-documentary Punishment Park (1971). None of the scenes feel written or rehearsed; instead, they play like real life caught on camera. It is truly inspired satire, the kind that plays completely straight, yet is absolutely hilarious at the same time.

It is also testament to the talent of the three main stars that, despite the obvious parody, they create sympathetic characters out of the various band members. You actually feel bad for them when they are sitting by themselves in a record store with no fans looking for autographs or bumbling through subterranean halls looking for the stage entrance. Although This Is Spinal Tap is genuinely funny in all the best ways, it is the undeniable human nature of the loser characters that has kept it alive for so long.

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