Boyzone No Matter What Review

Hello Readers,

I’ve always been a huge Boyzone fan, and I knew there was no way to put the proverbial "poop back into the horse" after watching this documentary. I was born in 1993, so I missed a lot of the media fallout and lies that surrounded them during their prime. 

I’ll be reviewing all the episodes so spoiler warning, and I love the nod to Boyzone’s songs in each episode title Love Me for a Reason, When the Going Gets Tough, and When All Is Said and Done, they perfectly reflect the emotional journey the band went through. I don’t own the rights to the poster image (used here under Fair Use for review purposes, as per sections 29 and 30 of the Copyright Act).
 
 

What really makes this documentary stand out is the incredible access to the band members themselves. The series offers an unfiltered look into their lives, showing the reality behind the scenes. Ronan Keating comes across as both honest and if not a little too ambitious, Shane Lynch is intense but thoughtful, and Keith Duffy is as charming as ever, with a subtle vulnerability that adds depth to his public persona. Mikey Graham truly shines as the most down-to-earth and relatable member. Additionally, the documentary features archival footage of Stephen Gately, adding an extra emotional layer, especially as it delves into the pressures and realities of their boyband life.
 
The documentary doesn’t shy away from showing the emotional and psychological toll fame took on the members. Behind their polished public image, we get a rare glimpse into the personal struggles and the deep emotional strain caused by competition, outside pressures, and the exhaustion of being constantly in the spotlight.
 
One of the most impactful aspects of the documentary is how it sheds light on the individual members of the band, especially Mikey Graham. His candid revelations about descending into depression and alcoholism, while being sidelined in favour of the more fan-friendly Stephen Gately and Ronan Keating, was heartbreaking. Mikey’s openness highlights the cruelty of an industry that often prioritises marketability over mental health, without providing safeguards for a group of teenage boys (some of whom were barely out of childhood when the group was formed).
 
One of the most controversial aspects of this documentary is Louis Walsh. Part of me wants to stay neutral about him and not give him the reaction he clearly craves. However, I can’t help but feel disgusted by his unapologetic attitude toward the lies he fed the press. Louis proudly admits that he lied to the media for publicity, and even now, he shows no remorse. It’s jarring to see him so unashamed while the band members talk about how these actions affected them.
In the documentary, Louis openly admits to feeding the tabloids fake stories he shrugs it off and says, "I never felt guilty about it. No way. I was promoting them. I’d do it all again. I’d do it even more now." It’s hard to swallow, and every time he appeared on screen, I couldn't help but feel a surge of disgust. You might be a better person than me, dear reader, and might not feel the same way.
 
The most emotional part of the documentary comes in the final episodes, as the remaining four members of Boyzone open up about the devastating loss of Stephen Gately. The shock of his death is still raw for all of them, and their grief is palpable. The moment when they reveal they stayed with Gately’s body in the church the night before his funeral is incredibly moving. "He didn’t like being alone," a heartbroken Ronan chokes out, his pain clear.
 
As the band members reflect on their grief, the documentary also revisits the media’s treatment of Gately, especially the insensitive coverage surrounding his passing. The Daily Mail published the infamous column by Jan Moir, which suggested Stephen’s death had occurred under "sleazy" circumstances and hinted that his sexuality played a role. This hurtful piece of journalism added further pain to an already devastating situation. The cruel media treatment of Stephen, both in life and in death, continues to haunt those who loved him, and this segment serves as a stark reminder of the tabloids' callousness during that time.
 
Watching the documentary was heart-breaking. Peering behind the curtain at the reality of Boyzone's journey, it was hard not to feel a deep sense of sadness and empathy. It really does make me question if people knew the real cost of fame would it be worth it?

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