Expected more. Got 86 minutes of self-admiration by Robert Fripp. With all due respect to past glories and incredible musicianship through the years now the band stopped to be innovative. I do not expect them to be after so many years, I respect their legacy and thought the film would show the same level of respect for the music made in past decades. Not the case here, for some reason it is time to shroud everything (actually every bum note) in some mystical and cult nonsense. I know KC was always a cult but when Robert Fripp pontificates non-stop guru nonsense it is really insufferable. He is the core of KC, nobody doubts it, why it should be stressed countless of times, I have no idea.
Unfortunately the film does not tell anything about the history of the band and shows absolute disrespect to its former members (all wonderful musicians, a few are not alive anymore), really a pity.
Unfortunately the film does not tell anything about the history of the band and shows absolute disrespect to its former members (all wonderful musicians, a few are not alive anymore), really a pity.