This review may contain spoilers. I can handle the truth.
What a year for composer Hildur Guðnadóttir, first Chernobyl, now this. Her toxic world soundscapes are for me the music that best captures how living in 2019 feels like (next to billy woods and Tim Hecker's Konoyo/Anoyo). Joker's score and Joaquin Phoenix's performance are core ingredients to a slow car crash of a movie, completely captivating in its awfulness.
It's accurate to call it 2019's version of Taxi Driver, which in 2019 lingo means it's like an Uber, makes you think.
Many films deal with toxic masculinity in some way, too many perhaps, and when you have here a documentary that deals with prisoners it's easy to write it off, before going into it, as just another one of those film that take advantage of "others" such as criminals to send some vague surface-y messages about how masculinity can be toxic.
However, this is not that kind of film. This deals with toxic masculinity in several forms head-on and it quickly…
There are many traps one can fall into when making a documentary that deals with Michael Jackson in some regard. This avoids delving into most of the myth-making around him, an achievement in itself, by giving two men who were abused by him a platform to speak frankly, grounded and openly. It is very much a talking heads documentary, and hopefully works as therapy for those who might need it. The core reason to why this has great value beyond…