Etched between disbandment in 1991 and their current renaissance, Jane's Addiction reformed for a six-week US tour in 1997. The tour kicked off in Los Angeles and saw the band playing to sell-out crowds and earning stronger critical praise than it had in its heyday, with the addition of the Red Hot Chili Peppers' Flea as bassist.

The Three Days "movie" isn't one as such. Rather than settle for a fly-on-the-wall, Osbournes-style tour documentary, the band and directors Carter Smith and Kevin Ford scripted a feature film / docu-drama. It sees a pair of documentary makers blag their way onto the band's tour.

What ensues is an hour and a half orgy of live performance, odd musings and inexplicable story jumps. Why? The simple answer is you can't document the legacy of Jane's Addiction in the same way that Newsnight would probe the Iraq war.

Instead we have a vague story which the blurb claims sees presenter Cinqu play "a bumbling videographer assigned to document the band's reunion" (correct); and "get in over his head" (sorta) "when he is told to plant a seed on the tour" (some reference, but not really touched on).

Fleshed into the story part of the movie is the live performances which meander from nostalgic (Jane Says), blistering (Three Days) to plain space oddity - Ken Kesey dressed like a Philistine berating from the stage.

Beneath the mayhem and disjointed feel to the movie, the mix of videographers' and MTV footage, intimate one-to-one moments and '80s archive material makes a well conceived effort to convey themes of love, camaraderie, frustration, exploration and sexuality - often a side obscured by the popular press and the gap between artists and their fans.

The DVD makeover is especially rewarding with the live performances benefiting most, the tip-top mixing making them incredibly fresh and clear. There are moments on this DVD which fill you with bliss as the oldies are decadently sprayed out in an orgy of stage chaos.

The wealth of live content runs through the band's 1988 debut Nothing's Shocking, previously unreleased material, with what's ignored from Ritual de lo Habitual sneaked into the 40 minutes out-takes section - a must for anyone looking to see Ain't No Right in its full, cocaine-fuelled, raw glory.

Critics may dismiss it as a shrewd attempt to capitalise on the band's recent rebirth, but this movie has always enjoyed a cult status among hardcore Jane's fans. While it may earn the band a few bob, it'll take existing fans down memory lane and give the younger generation an inkling of the maniacal aura which surrounds the Jane's Addiction travelling circus.

The reason that it merits an 18 certificate rating is probably down to the band necking each other onstage In fact, at one point during a performance of Three Days, Farrell proceeds to simulate an orgy with his six-strong crew of tight assed, busty dancers.

They simply love each other, many people love them and if one theme supersedes anything in this movie, it is love. I loved it and depending on whether you like the band or have an open mind, you'll take to the irrepressible legacy of Jane's Addiction too...