If I had filmmaking talent and had befriended Pearl Jam’s members when they called themselves “Mookie Blaylock,” the movie I’d make about their career today would be a lot like Cameron Crowe’s Pearl Jam Twenty. It’s sweet. It’s funny. It’s moving. And it rocks.

But I would tack another hour on the running time—maybe move some scenes around, too—and dig deeper into some of the career-shaping decisions and events that director Cameron Crowe holds up for us to admire, and then, like an enviably proud kid at show-and-tell, excitedly replaces with something else. Continue reading Pearl Jam Twenty: Totally Awesome and Oddly Incomplete