I watched this documentary in 2019. I didn't even know who the Police were in the late 70s when my friend took me to a concert in NYC at a relatively small theater. It was some show. The entire band was magnetic and I became an immediate fan. This film doesn't capture much of that wonder and excitement. I tried to watch as much as I could without becoming annoyed with the voice of this sad sack Andy. Sheesh does his limo have to be so huge? I assume he's not hurting for money but he seems to want to get even for something. I agree with the reviews that point out he was not particularly charismatic in later years and that in the early days he was a bit of a snarky goof (at least most of the scenes he chose to share showed him as one.)
He does comment on Sting's looks more than once, but honestly all the band members were "cute" if that's important now. There's an underlying bitterness to the whole thing; but Andy wouldn't get to make a film like this if they hadn't become famous. He wouldn't have the photos (which I thought most of those shown in the early days were great...later years...not so much) and he wouldn't have much to grouse about. I would still watch it, I guess, if you're a fan. But there are no great long concert scenes where they and the audience really connect. Probably due to music rights NOT shared with Andy.
