I have to say this about the film before my brain boils to goo and I lose my shit:
I LOVED this film. It’s a really great example of balancing entertainment/art, advocacy, and culture. I mean, the remixed music (and remastered footage) was amazingly shiny and powerful — that was worthwhile all on its own. But the production blew my mind too, especially those mesmerizing interpolations of John and Yoko’s bedroom and television commercials. Talk about archiving the moment. Culturally, too, the film serves an important role of opening dialogue on issues and eerily reflecting our current climate. There’s a phrase that floats around about art and basically it says you can’t really define it, but you know it when you see it. Well, this is art, plain and simple.