This might be my new favorite movie of all time. I played bass in a bad punk band in high school. Bought a guitar in 2000, left it with a neighbor in Williamsburg, as with all of my vinyl and left for Nippon. Never saw them again. I broke my finger and can't play chords anymore at all, but this film makes me want to pick up the guitar again and make noise. Get some pedals and see where it goes. Write songs again, or at least poetry.
Lastly, it makes me want to get a coke bottle and a piece of nylon and make something.
BTW, the Edge looks like a pussy in comparison to White and Page