This film doesn't actually help the legacy of WFMU a legacy alternative ads free independent radio station pushing at the edges of where creativity happens. Early on they get on with the job of blowing their own trumpet and rejoicing in their own crazy cleverness and uniqueness, their exceptionalism, except there have been and are stations all around the world who do different versions of the same thing, iconic and important to their own communities, bu the people in this film seem to be unaware them, a very inward look insular crowd. I found that immediately off putting. Wealthy New Yorkers with the financial stability and time freedom to explore freedom of creative expression. What a first world blessing.

The truth is the station is a fantastic and important part of a big picture of exposing fringe creativity, carrying on the strong and noble of people like John Peele, and various other independent and community broadcasting bastions run by people who do it for the love. They are rare in the grander scheme of things and there is an interesting story to be told about them, but this film just came across as "look how whacky we are" for the sake of it, ignored the wider picture, and did it at the detriment of the achievement of the station.