I am a 'Deadicated' Deadhead, and I also enjoy a good documentary. While most of the Rockumentaries out there are fun to watch, they leave me unsatisfied. The same cannot be said about the film, The Other One, The Long, Strange Trip of Bob Weir. Like a good Jersey- style pizza, or a good Dead concert the film left me yearning for more; very satisfied. As the film delved into the life of Weir as the Grateful Dead's rhythm guitarist, Jerry Garcia's best friend and a loving father, it also cast a light on his humorous side. Remember when the film's cast members admitted that Weir was the band's 'babe magnet'. Collectively, they lovingly joked about Bob's ability to draw women into his life. Another funny moment was when Weir recalled the time he told his adoptive mother that he wanted to go join, and live, with the Dead, his new family. He said it was like telling her that he was running away with the circus. While there is more to this movie than one can fit within a brief critique the film makes one feel good about being a Deadhead, and a little melancholy that those time are now a wonderful memory. There will never be anything like a Grateful Dead concert.