No Place Left to Hide but the Other Side

Rating: 8/10 (16 March 2014)

Fascinating the Folly of Fame, Fortune, and Failure. Jim Morrison had all of these including the Folly. Forever Wanting to be Heard and Heeded, He became Immediately Aware that this was Futile because as He so Aptly put it..."They want my Dick, not my words."
This was Probably one of the Reasons that Morrison Retreated so Readily into the Subconscious (He claimed that's where He lived) by way of Drugs and Alcohol. There was no other way to Escape the Predicament of the "Rock Star" Persona and Sex Symbolism that Overwhelmed His Personality and Talent.
Oliver Stone Mythologizes in Movies, no matter if the Subject is a Real Person (JFK, Nixon) or a Fictional Construct (NBK). That's what He does as a Director and Artist and there is No Doubt when One is Watching an Oliver Stone Movie that it is a Picturesque Presentation Pulsating with Flourishes of the Medium.
The Doors is a Smooth Looking Film with a Seamless Portrayal by Val Kilmer and the 1960's Setting Looks Great. The Concert Scenes Especially have a Vintage Verisimilitude that Cannot be Over Praised. The Movie is so well done that it Hurts while Watching the Self Destructive Behavior and the Erosion of Spirit into a Cauldron of Excessive Pollution by Substances, most Especially Alcohol.
When Jim is Feeding His Head with Psychoactives like Peyote, LSD, and Marijuana there is a Spark and a Stimulation by a Receptive, Caring Soul, but when He takes to the Bottle the Fire that has been Lit is Immediately and Irreparably Snuffed Out. Death is the Final Flameout for this Sensitive, Seductive, Shaman. There was Actually no other place to Hide.