Robert Smith, Lawrence Tolhurst, Simon Gallop, Porl Compton.
An astonishingly lavish production number for one of the world’s less dynamic live bands, rendered noteworthy by its setting against the magnificent backdrop of an ancient amphitheater. Smith, in a non-stop run through their best known numbers, proves that he is not one of the world’s great frontmen, but for Cure fans this is as perfect and cinematographically compelling a record of a gig as could be asked for. For the rest of us, it’s a bit of a yawn.
