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A Disappointing Continuation

It is both painfully honest and laugh-out-loud funny at the same time.

Let me be very fair here, this is not the best movie in my opinion. But, this movie is fun, it has purpose and is very enjoyable to watch.

By the time the dramatic fireworks start popping off, each one feels earned.

I just woke up from watching this documentary before bed....and literally had nightmares and uneasy feelings all through the night.It's not just that they are disrespectful to the band members who they shared the stage with, and contributed to the success of the group.It's not just that they seem to have contempt for their fans. (henley during hotel californtia interview)It's not that they seem completely devoid of gratitude for the good fortune, or humbled by the experience.It's just that they're both the kind of guys you meet and afterwards go...."What a dick."And rather than see them as somewhat troubled artists and geniuses, their lack of reverence for their own music, and the craft of writing it and recording it... makes them seem more like record executives who pulled off a brilliant ten year scam.What's worse is that time hasn't healed their wounds - they seem to have gotten even more bitter. Which is truly sad, Frey got to take his unwillingness to forgive to his death bed. You can literally see him seething as he relays the story of his and Felder's onstage near fist fight. Some of the early footage and story was interesting. Love seeing Linda and Jackson. But the interviews were so formulaic, and pre-scripted, you could literally tell they were reading from a teleprompter. No moments of vulnerability. No insight or introspection. Above all, no LOVE. For the music. For the memories. And certainly not for each other.I was left seeing their songs in a new light. Formulaic and contrived and utterly lacking in heart.

(You *will* find spoilers in this review if you haven't seen the film) I'm giving this film a "5" for the things I didn't know (musically) about the band, but they lost "5" for why things happened to the band.This movie is basically an ego boost for (in their eyes) how great Glenn Frey and Don Henley are. It really makes it look like anyone else in the band, either past or present, should bow down and thank them for allowing them in the band.Until seeing this film, I thought Don Felder was sort of the problem with the band. Then we learn, he *was* the problem with the band, according to Glenn Frey. Don Felder was a musician, and Don & Glenn wanted to use their fame to promote liberal politicians.I am a person who believes singers should sing, actors should act. They should stay out of politics and force their agenda on others, especially their band.I always knew Joe Walsh was a bit to the left before this film. I tried to overlook it, as I would probably have never learned to play guitar if it wasn't for the "James Gang Rides Again" 8-track tape (which I still own, and is laying on my desk).There are some real shockers in this film, there is a lot I already knew from being a fan, but what ruins it for me was they kicked out the biggest money maker (writer of Hotel California) for not seeing eye-to-eye with Don & Glenn's political views.Why were we mad at Van Halen for so many years? They just couldn't grow up and perform as the 4 musicians we paid millions of dollars on buying their music, but they refused to agree to play together and entertain us. And for now, 3 out of 4 are back together.Why are we mad at Led Zeppelin? Well, 3 of them (John Bonham has passed away). They cannot give their fans what they want, to see the remaining 3 of them, perhaps with Jason Bonham ( John Bonham's son) on drums, perform again, and give those of us that wished we had seen them years ago a chance to, today.Why were we mad at The Beatles? Same thing... ego (as they called it, creative differences).But The Eagles did the same thing, only it wasn't "creative" differences, it was differences of opinions. If you don't 100% agree with Glenn Frey, you're out of the band.I loved the old clips, I loved the very few minutes of the early band and their input. It got old listening to Joe Walsh and Timothy B. Schmit more or less doing "Heil Henley & Frey" throughout.Unfortunately, The Eagles are never the band they once were, and I doubt they ever will be. This film has brought many fans closer, and drove even more away.After failure sales in an exclusive deal with Wal-Mart on the "Long Road Out of Eden" CD in 2007, why can't this talented band put out another compilation of music and not ride on the music of the past? After seeing this film, I believe the answer is obvious.

One might think that should there ever be a Mount Rushmore of country rock, they may well etch the faces of the Eagles into the cliff side. However, they might need some time, for there have been quite a few comings and goings and line-up changes in camp Eagles over the years. This documentary ventures into the first chapter of the band's existence and provides evidence of the rifts, drifts, differences and fallouts that have occurred. It is probably fair to say that the Eagles are one of the most notoriously disharmonious of bands, who inexplicably and ironically orchestrate some of the most harmonious musical harmonies of any group since CSN. It is still a struggle today to meet a band that matches up vocally.Although they may not straddle the earth with an omnipresence that marked their original inception and 1970s heyday, the reformed country rockers are still synonymous with classic radio and the rock album format.Running at 2 hours, there is a lot of ground to cover. For a casual viewer, there is a mercifully breezy skip through respective childhoods and the pace is pushed with momentum towards the inspiring and prolific late-60s underground music scene of LA that homed residencies of Poco, Buffalo Springfield, Joni Mitchell, Jackson Browne, Linda Ronstadt et al. There is acknowledgment as to the creatively incestuous backdrop of the times, of the area and of the era. The sort that enabled artists to shift, move and collaborate seemingly at will. As the late 60s moved into the early 70s and success increased for the bulk of the aforementioned artists, it is clear that all look back with giddy rose-tinted glasses of nostalgia. The creativity was clearly as intoxicating as the drugs that they were recreationally self-medicating.The Eagles were always a band that stood apart from their peers. They did so for a few reasons. One, is that they were massively successful in a way that the others could only dream of, another is that they had a steely core that made them efficiently consummate and business-like. Both of these aspects are highlighted by the documentary. The band reflect openly upon their motivations and inclinations, with a mix of new interviews and footage that dates back to the period. To see how much and how little they've changed is part of the joy of the feature. Around the mid-point, Joe Walsh arrives into the frame and is spotlighted in both the past and the present as an impassioned guitarist who is part-talent, part-court jester. His phrasing exudes a humorous hybrid of Keith Richards and Stephen Stills along with a healthy dose of his own breezy personality. For a music film, the tone is more or less consistently serious throughout, so his appearance offers some light hearted respite.On the downside, there is not as much insight into the studio processes as a fan may want, but the band members are all given a fair hearing from both time periods and talk candidly about being in the epicentre of the Eagles whirlwind.Understandably, Part One ends on a decisively sour note; their downfall and break-up. Although the pressures of topping the totemic Hotel California engulfed them all to a certain extent, it is clear that decisive fractures of the intragroup relationships had crippled the band. It is also evident that the distractions around the process was a demon that gobbled them up. Power may corrupt and absolute power may corrupt absolutely, but I am sure there is a pithy equivalent for success. Life in the fast lane had brought this group crashing into a ditch.This is a tale that has enough acrimony to give Pink Floyd a run for their money. They may have been back together since 1994, as they will happily testify, but in case you're wondering, they only speak to Don Felder through lawyers. Some things don't change and won't be taken easy.

Maybe the best "American"band in history.They started in the late 60's broke up in the 80's reunited in the 90's and are still around today.Only the Rolling Stones are around longer and they are not American. Showtime has put together a great 2 part documentary totaling 3 hours of the story of this bands history and turmoil and the music.There are now 4 members and 3 ex members.Not bad for this super group that still counts its 2 songwriters as there through it all.Glenn Frey, Don Henley.Their personnel life and relationships are not delved into,but the story doesn't shy away from drugs and booze. They may not have be as edge as other bands but their music was unique in the harmony and melodies unlike the harder edgy songs of the times.As someone said in the film,what the country also needed was someone saying"Take it Easy"which had a great lyrics and romantic overtones that everyone needed and that song provided.The solo artist and close friend of Frey contributed to the song with the lyric, "Well, I'm a standing on a corner In Winslow, Arizona "and Frey added "And such a fine sight to see It's a girl, my lord In a flatbed Ford Slowin' down to take a look at me "and thats also when I became a fan back in the day.Nostalgic ? Yes. Important,hell yes. If you like the music from the are 60's and 70's you'll flash back to as someone else said in the film,the 70's as you remember them even if thats not the way they really were.