kinda disappointing | Message of Love: The Isle of Wight Festival: The Movie [Region 2]

greatest festival ever | Message of Love: The Isle of Wight Festival: The Movie [Region 2] | Alvin Lee (III), Free (II)

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	• Message of Love: The Isle of Wight Festival: The Movie [Region 2] Alvin Lee (III), Free (II) average customer review:based on 56 reviews view larger image
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The music is great but...

There's great vintage shots and sounds from Free, Tull, The Who, ELP and others but all the other documentary stuff, while interesting, I found distracting and boring.

kinda disappointing

Depending on whether your interest lies in viewing this as a historical document or as a concert video you will probably be either less or more disappointed.I was expecting something more similar to Woodstock in which you were able to see the artists entire performance instead of edited versions of the songs.I could have done with a lot less of disgruntled hippies and more music.Some of the performances were great(The Who,Moody Blues,Miles Davis,ELP,Jetro Tull).Others were mediocre,most notably The Doors.Even Hendrix was not as good as in days past.So much for the hippie utopian dream that was portrayed in the Woodstock movie.

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greatest festival ever

This is documentation of the greatest festival of all time. It gives all sides of the festival. You will not be dissapointed when you buy this!

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This movie is heaven

I don't get the criticism of this movie. Firstly, it's damn cheap - so whatever you get is value. Secondly, I've never bothered to watch the actual movie all the way through - all I'm interested in is the music. I go straight to the titles section where you can just watch the performances uncut. That's what I wanted, and what I get is the most fantastic performances by The Who, Doors, and some bands which either aren't available anywhere else (such as Family and Ten Years After) or some bands for whom one or two performances are enough for me (such as Jimi Hendrix, Free, Taste and Leonard Cohen).

For me, that's the beauty of buying a Festival movie - fairly short clips of bands. If I want more, I buy a DVD of that band. Since buying this movie, I've been inspired to buy more by The Who and Emerson, Lake & Palmer, whereas it has put me off buying anything by Jimi, much as I like his music (on CD).

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This documentary by Murray Lerner (From Mao to Mozart) was shot in 1970, but for many reasons was not shown to the public until 1995 in Great Britain. In an important way, it is the final chapter in an unofficial trilogy of concert films (along with Woodstock and Gimme Shelter) that together paint a picture of the highest and lowest points of Woodstock Nation politics: from mass goodwill to anarchy to outright stupidity. On the one hand, Message to Love is a rock & roll movie with several performances that are outright revelations (the Who's triumphant show, the Doors' "The End"), some that are awfully good (Jimi Hendrix's "Machine Gun"), and more than enough that are superfluous (Ten Days After, Emerson, Lake, and Palmer, Jethro Tull). On the other hand, Lerner's cameras are trained on the increasingly testy relationship between nomadic hippies who travel a long way to see the show but refuse to pay, and concert producers who resort to using guard dogs, cops, and aluminum walls to keep crashers at a distance. Just how bad does the mood become after several days of this? Check out the scene in which Joni Mitchell breaks down in tears after singing her ode to peace and love, "Woodstock," before this lot. In an era when we've become used to extraordinary security and high ticket prices at rock concerts, it's perhaps hard to grasp what the fuss was about at the Isle of Wight. But Lerner's amazing film helps a viewer get a sense of what was really at stake in that period before rock & roll was a corporate matter, and when kids naively thought it was theirs for the taking. --Tom Keogh

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