
Sadly, the movie's pretty much a disaster. Moog is clearly a sweet old man, but I don't really need to watch him walk through his garden picking green peppers and talking about how gardening and inventing are somehow related, but in a way he can't describe. I think what happened here is that the filmmakers thought that because Moog is so awesome, all they had to do was turn the camera on and let him talk. There's a thing called editing, and it's important.
The best part is watching the astonishing Pamelia Kurstin play the theremin. My god! Who knew!
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