It Might Get Loud. [The Edge, Jimmy Page, Jack White.]

Happy Monday!
Sorry my last band review read like an essay- I'll fix it, honest! On a more relevant note, I got to watch a movie last night I was very excited about- I'd been around all the hype. The thought was captivating- the goals of the film had been set so high and explained so emphatically.
I heard this particular documentary was supposed to change everything we'd ever known about electric guitars, change everything we'd ever known about rock stars, and change everything we'd ever known about music interviews.
This documentary was the brainchild of Producer/Hobby Guitarist Thomas Tull, and was directed by Davis Guggenheim. Guggenheim won an Oscar for his work with Al Gore's "An Inconvenient Truth", so he's a pretty big deal.
The film was focused on The Edge from U2, Jimmy Page from Led Zeppelin and Jack White. The premise of the movie is a meeting on a set- 3 chairs, microphones, and the three mens' favorite guitars. From a music perspective, the movie was absolutely brilliant: we saw three distinct approaches to the entire world that is rock music, although the approaches could've been researched more in-depth. I learned The Edge pushes forward, always keeping innovation and technology at the center of the band's career. Jack pushes nowhere but out, and his box lecture always gives me hope.
Jimmy Page is all about knowledge and instinct. The fact that playing a guitar is all the man has done made his part especially interesting, but the same issue was had here, too- the emotions could've been explored further to save some confusion.

BEEF
That being said, for a information junky like me, "It Might Get Loud" raised more questions about their personal lives than it answered. There were some parts that lacked the build up it needed to make sense. For example, Jack had a scene where he taught the 9 year old "himself" how to play guitar. The abrupt an unexplained symbolism had 70% of the press confused it was his son. So, even if it was touching and meant to further Jack's story, it lost a lot of it's visual power because of how long it took to decode the representation. Other awkward parts were unfortunately a product of the meeting itself. The songs were forced and sounded that way, with the exception of Jimmy Page's solo jamming: if it weren't for the choppy, confusing editing, the atmosphere could've shifted and it would've been the most gorgeous and outstanding scene in rock documentary history, like the hype promised.

PROPS
Even if the editing was a little bit of a bogey, I haProxy-Connection: keep-alive
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to acknowledge the importance of the shots between cuts. You see Jimmy Page wield an air guitar. Jack writes "Fly Farm Blues" on camera. You see the blueprints for U2's moving forward, and Page's first band. Contrary to the uncomfortable car scene, the art in the animations used for Jack and The Edge lacked absolutely no power and was a beautiful addition to the story. The same incredible power was evident with the end couple of minutes, too. You're showed big reasons for why the guys compose the way they do, but most of them are left up for implications, and thus, the film can adapt to the interests of anybody willing to let it in.

SUMMATION
It's a great documentary when you strip your expectations. Did it change everything? No. Did it give me valuable input about loving and living in music? Not really.
But regardless, it contains better-than-average footage, and you do need to see it. I know I'll watch it again.