tibieryo It's hypnotic. It's incredible. I don't think this can properly be called a movie; it's so close to a rock album in sheer street cred.The first thing you see after production logos is Jack White, one of the most interesting men in rock and roll, puffing away, building a one string guitar on his porch on a farm from scratch. After playing a few short riffs, he unplugs the jack and turns the amp off. "Who says you need to buy a guitar?"What follows after the credits is an exploration of a vast variety of subjects, unified by the instrument that best represents the 20th century in music: the electric guitar. From six strings, a few electronics and a lot of wood and varnish, we branch out to rock'n'roll, the blues, alternative rock, songwriting, the nature of performance, endless discussions about effects and how they affect songwriting--or in some cases effect it. Jimmy Page, Edge and Jack White are three of the most fascinating guitarists on Earth and form a generational cross-section of guitar society. Page plays guitar because it's what he's done since he was seven; Edge plays because Larry posted a Musicians Wanted ad; Jack never wanted to play guitar in the first place.As a documentary, it's entirely unique. There are no dates or place names. As Roger Ebert said of 45365, this isn't that kind of documentary. Guggenheim assumes your familiarity with Led Zeppelin, U2 and The White Stripes. You aren't here to learn about how the bands formed from the perspectives of the guitarists. You're here to learn how the guitarists formed your perspective of the band.You don't watch this movie for some profound insight on the nature of the guitar; you watch it for the privilege of seeing three men who've re-invented the electric guitar for a generation discussing music. Profound insight happens along the way, but that's not as important as the little things.Page cursing a bum chord in their final jam. White reacting with astonishment to a Son House song he's heard 1000 times. Edge searching for a sound, warning the camera crew "it might get loud".Such small moments make up the bulk of what's to like in It Might Get Loud. It's not about the guitar or the guitarists, or music for that matter. It recreates the experience of all three while never directly reproducing them. It's unique unto itself and should be part of the new required viewing for music-, documentary- or film-lovers everywhere.

That's Mr Boyd to You If you're a guitar player, you'll absolutely love this movie. I'm not a guitar player, and I liked it very much. The three players, The Edge, Jack White, and Jimmy Paige, are all equally as intriguing as the three potentially greatest guitarists of their own generations.It's nice to see where and how each of them lives their life and hear some of the stories about their work and how they work. The Edge and Jimmy Paige have the most interesting back stories, the Edge dealing with the Irish violence of the 60s and 70s and Paige's background in early rock and roll, but Jack White's utter talent and creativity still manages to make him as interesting as the other two.If you don't already love these three guys, you will when it's over. If you love them already, it'll only be increased that much more. Personally, I'm a huge fan of them all.

eu514 nutty as it seems, with all the jumping around on stage, the horrendous volume levels and the often, outright banality of rock and roll, at some levels, depending on the artists and their creativity and convictions, there is a profound spirituality involved.of course, relatively few musicians reach this level. even in the ranks of world class talent it is normal to fall short or to be blissfully oblivious of the higher possibilities of the art. it takes a very rare gift, to be able to see further than the established limits of what is acceptable in pop music. it is relatively easy to detect when a poetic songwriter is working in a spiritual realm - maybe not so simple to understand when a guitarist has broken through to that place. but, some guitar players are capable of breaking the shackles, again and again, and if you resonate with them, you can feel something inside yourself soar. it was that, more than anything, which attracted me to this kind of music when i was a kid, and when James Page was an emerging star.all three of these men have that gift, in their own unique way, and share a vision that there is more to it all than just disposable, popular entertainment. this movie states that theme, rather eloquently.

alienworlds There are so many people out there who can play the guitar well I was surprised to see that the producer did this film. Jimmy Page has not been creatively active for quite a while, and The Edge is a guitarist that many young players ignore-Jack White being a perfect example of that-a 'new guy' who has been around for a bit playing quirky at best music that isn't as original as say, The Clash. I suppose it was interesting hearing Mr. Page talk about 'old times', and The Edge also talking about 'old times', but I have never seen a more mismatched threesome. I don't want to rag on Jack White too much, but watching him perform is sometimes painful, whereas the latter don't suffer from that problem-to me. And kind of an afterthought also, as some of the more interesting work of Jimmy Page, like The Firm, and his use of guitar synthesizers, was left out completely. The Edge's new work on No Line On The Horizen is very patchy and has not impressed many a U2 fan. I think this showed at the Toronto Film Festival-and in some ways it is like a film made just for such an event-not something aimed at contemporary guitarists, who would know people like Yngwie Malmsteen, and a bunch of other metal luminaries who deliver high decibel sonics, and who still have the ear of the record buying public that likes current hard rock and metal. Maybe if something doesn't play on the radio it is just ignored, like Yngwie Malmsteen, the worlds best electric guitar soloist.