I enjoyed the balance of personal stories by climbing icons and the historical timeline of climbing. The movie did a decent job of illustrating changes that now put elite athletes and those cultivating their passion for the sport of climbing at odds with the Park Service (and lawyers who both minimize and exploit liability related issues), law enforcement (who've become more militarized and dangerous) and the need to welcome hoards of visitors seeking a semblance of calm and relative safety in one of the most spectacular settings on earth.
The movie left me with an appreciation for the dedication to the sport, albeit queasiness from the terrifying free climbs and base jumps, as well as a feeling of nostalgia about the days when camping meant more than pitching a tent three feet from the car and ten feet from strangers on the floor of the Valley, in a fish-bowl. There's a lot that's been lost. It's no longer possible to immerse oneself in the serenitiy of Yosemite and appreciate the splendor of the site, whether that's due to the insane tourism, base jumpers traumatizing visitors with their daredevil--and sometimes deadly--actions, or marauding rangers, hunting down peaceful campers.