While there is certainly a lot of interesting footage, some of it even of very high quality, the movie failed for me on one important point. It even says so, when the narrator laconically says: "They came to see the spectacle...".
This movie caters to exactly that; the spectacle. There are single, brief spots on a few technicalities. Most I assume all Doors fans know. I know, I did. Robbie Krieger brought up on flamenco and with an affinity for slide guitar. Ray Manzarek playing bass organ. Densmore being into jazz. Jim Morrison not reading music. That's it? Alas, that's it. Where is the band? Where is the music? What drove them musically? All we see here is Jim Morrison and his enturade. The spectacle. Well, we bloody well knew that already; after all it's been fifty years.
Can we get on with it, already, and get a documentary about the band. With all that newfound studio footage available, this to me was largely a missed opportunity.
This movie caters to exactly that; the spectacle. There are single, brief spots on a few technicalities. Most I assume all Doors fans know. I know, I did. Robbie Krieger brought up on flamenco and with an affinity for slide guitar. Ray Manzarek playing bass organ. Densmore being into jazz. Jim Morrison not reading music. That's it? Alas, that's it. Where is the band? Where is the music? What drove them musically? All we see here is Jim Morrison and his enturade. The spectacle. Well, we bloody well knew that already; after all it's been fifty years.
Can we get on with it, already, and get a documentary about the band. With all that newfound studio footage available, this to me was largely a missed opportunity.