Oliver Stone's version of history

Rating: Null/10 (19 July 1999)

I was puzzled at the end of this movie--why did Oliver Stone call this film "The Doors" when it was basically about Jim Morrison getting inebriated and having sex? Oh, sure, there were scenes of the band, songs by the band, scenes with the band... But wasn't the entire point of the movie centered around seeing "Jim" (if that WAS his real name, being nothing like the REAL Morrison) getting head in an elevator, or having a blood-and-coke sex-fest with his wife Patricia (which she says never even happened!) This movie was all too dependent upon the legend that have sprung up around Morrison following his death. "Ooh, look, drugs and sex! This will make me some money!" I can just picture Oliver's face. The part I especially hated was at the very end, when it says how Jim dies and Pam "joined him" later. Like they were meeting up at a coffeehouse or something. She was a dead junkie hooker, he was a dead alcoholic rock-and-roll prostitute. What a great relationship. It makes you wonder why Jim ever went to Paris in the first place, when he could've lived with his wife in NYC and been a washed-up poet. But then, we would've never got this great cinematic experience...