James Lafleur’s review published on Letterboxd:
This isn't a documentary; it is a eulogy delivered by a ghost.
It contains no new interviews because it is pieced together entirely from self hypnosis tapes that Brando had been making for decades.
This movie is truly one of a kind and feels more like a Terrence Malick film than a celebrity biopic.
And to make the whole affair even more surreal, it is presided over and narrated by his disembodied CGI head.