Woodstock 99: Peace, Love, and Rage

Woodstock 99: Peace, Love, and Rage ★½

Some of the most heinous editing I've ever seen in a documentary. Was it trying to evoke the feeling of stress and aimless indignation that permeated Woodstock '99, or was the director clumsily grasping at any talking point he could find an excuse to splice topless teen clips onto? How do you fail to condemn the organisers for being hapless fuckwits spinning their wheels while the event spiralled out of control? Were they your pals, Garret Price?
Some interview segments are illuminating, at the very least. The absolute best moment in the entire doc was watching Moby SEETHING at the fact his name wasn't on a lineup poster lol.