I haven't yet seen the doc but I was there at the fest.
Yep, there were bonfires, Yep, there was some looting (secondhand, I made good of a coupla bottles of soda from some stash), Yep, some titties were groped.
Nothing I experienced, though, was anything close to what the reputation is.
I finally dug out my journal and there's no indication of anything that rises to the adjectives that have pestered the legacy in the past 20 years.
It was a big place of course, so my little microcosm from Thursday afternoon through dawn Monday can't be overly representative of the full scope. Looking at it with modern eyes and today's expectations of festivals (written by the likes of Bonnaroo, Coachella, Lollapalooza this century), Woodstock99 falls way short. But hard to blame any stakeholder for not knowing what we know now.