A while back I posted a quote by a film writer about this film:

‘You never know any subject as well as you think you do, even one as familiar as the beatles. not even close’

michael c. (www.seriousfilm.blogpost.com)

After 15 minutes of this incredible documentary it rings loud and true. Epic, fascinating telling of a great life and a great artist told by a great and formidable artist. 

So much detail. The comfort of the familiar juxtaposed and shrouded in the shock of the unfamiliar, the new angle, the different, unexpected perspective.

Scorsese’s Dylan film is one of the great music documentaries and this is its equal. He understands context innately and grasps the rhythms of the subject’s life perfectly. This film has a peace that echoes George. It says, you will stay for this long journey, because it is worthwhile, and it does it without arrogance.

I have never understood people who call the Beatles shit. You may not like them, that is fine, but they weren’t shit. Watching this, in itself one of the best documentaries on the band, it screams jealousy. Whatever band music you like, they did it first. 2 minute songs that caused riots. Harmonies. Experimentation. Noise. Breaking up at the top. You name it. All of it. They left little new for anyone else.

And it’s clear from this film that George’s role cannot be downplayed. Those in the know were aware of his importance but now there is a beautiful document for all to see and share that showcases brightly the beauty and joy of this special, unique talent. A deep human, who could write a mean riff, but like all the people who I admire creatively he was complex, flawed, could be vicious, and a fuck up, and lived right on the edge of experience where it can cut and smack, but also embrace like a brother and reveal to you awe and true joy.