Knight serves as a mediator between his hopefuls and his many contacts, but fails to launch them into any real stardom. In its climax, Rock Prophecies abandons its focus on them altogether when Knight finally sells his archive of Hendrix photographs to Jimi’s sister, securing him a hefty paycheck. He then becomes the focus of an exhibition in partnership with Slash, which somehow gives him the assurance he was seeking, “I’ve spent my whole life admiring the abilities of other. Now, at age 60, I’m starting to believe in myself.”
Knight’s emotional rollercoaster makes for a confusing ride for the viewer. His attempt to immortalize himself by discovering talent is misplaced, as it’s clear from square one that he should be doing what he does best; taking pictures.
Despite the confusion, Rock Prophecies’ saving graces for any guitar fan are the moments the camera spends with the guitarists. There’s excitement in getting a peak at Jeff Beck’s home and guitar collection, or watching Slash return to his old high school. There’s thrill in watching Steve Vai sit with Knight and shred solos, or hearing Joe Bonamassa explain the risks of the industry.
For these reasons, Rock Prophecies is captivating. For any true guitar lover, it’s worth a watch and will most definitely have you reaching for a pick when the credits roll out.