It's a solid, uninventive music documentary that in it's form isn't really special, but I can't give it less than 4 stars because after all it's about the fucking White Stripes and it was because od them a hint of magic.
this is not as good as it could've been (i would've liked more, longer clips of each stop on the tour, as opposed to a few glimpses of each city, instead of so many long, meandering shots of jack and meg walking around on the beach, for example) - however, it is an interesting insight into a band that's been somewhat mysterious and guarded. also: the last scene? let's talk about how good that was.
As a Nova Scotian, I absolutely love this film and I dug the fact that the Stripes played little improvised concerts in random locals. Amazing band, amazing documentary. Jack playing White Moon at the end could give chills to a corpse.
wen documental....iwal en raro ver a Meg tan opacada por Jack ke obviamente es el wen ke la lleva.... pero la mina practicamnte no habla...y si habla no se le entiende...le tienen ke poner subtitulos jajajaja....na pero wen docu harta musika ahh y comienza con "el concierto mas corto de la historia"...jajaja