More often than not, you've found yourself in a YouTube circle jerk, where you see one video then another and then another; sometimes you stay on topic, but you typically get to something that stops the momentum and end up getting back to whatever you were doing. When You're Strange, The Doors documentary by Tom DiCillo, took me on a similar ride. Here I am thinking I'm gonna get something ground-breaking and new, yet I finish this film not knowing why I got to where I was. Originally, DiCillo slated himself as the narrator, but after initials complaints about his monotone voice (something I too share), he opted to get Johnny Depp to take over that responsibility. I'm sure in some circles, men don't compliment other men on their voice, but Johnny Depp could speak all day and I'd listen. His timing was on point, and he kept me engaged throughout the entire film. That is, until I started questioning exactly what I was watching. I realize there's no requirement to conduct interviews for documentaries, but when the people it's about are still alive, why not? Albeit, the film (as is much Doors-inspired creations) was chiefly geared around Jim Morrison, but still I would have really enjoyed hearing from his bandmates. Ray Manzarek, John Densmore, and Robby Krieger are all still alive, yet none of them had a present-day interview conducted.

When You're Strange: The Doors Documentary

It was an hour and a half of Doors footage. Some of it was very rare, and awesome to be able to see, but random video footage a documentary does not make. There really wasn't much of a direction I took from it in general; the crux of the documentary was about Morrison's shenanigans. Who cares? We (the general Doors "public") all know Morrison did drugs, drank himself stupid, and fucked random sluts, so what was the film trying to show me? It showed me that the general public (not the general Doors "public") will always only get to understand Jim. Ray, John, and Robby did a hell of a lot more than play instruments, but When You're Strange makes it seem like they were merely clowns in Jim's circus.

I really wanted to hear from the other bandmates, but I'd even settle for fans that went to The Doors shows back in the day. Someone had to be sober, right? Maybe sober is a stretch...someone has to have some drunken / stoned memories, no? Before it's too late for their to be "survivors" of The Doors shows, everyone needs to hear from them. I know they are out there. I can smell 'em.

If you're a Doors fan, go check out the film. Everyone else, save your money (assuming you've even heard of the documentary).