Middle-aged, middle-class white guy walks into a documentary about an influential hip-hop crew . . . The reviews made me believe that I'd now be telling you that the film changed my life, but no: the versification was strong but hardly revelatory, and there was nothing--well, apart from diabetes--in the dynamics of the group's demise that we haven't seen many times before. But it did remind me that I
still have never seen
Let It Be from start to finish. Why? Oh, let's save that for when that becomes available on DVD, if ever.
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