a film so unique, intoxicating and bizarre that it not only demands another viewing, but is also forgivable as a satirical comedy where the jokes eventually take the back seat.

After playing with our expectations, this turns out to be a very different sort of film.

A terrific literary drama and character piece that shows how the process of creating art can be seen differently by those doing it and those looking at it from the outside.

Through painfully honest and emotional moments, the movie becomes irresistibly relatable

Phil Spector was a musical genius. He is also crazy. This documentary uses a two-hour interview of the man set to the very soundtrack of modern pop music that he created. His contribution to culture in the last 40 years is as undeniable as it astonishing, from the Teddy Bears to The Beatles. We all know his music. And yet we all know how he doomed himself with paranoia and guns. Poor Lana Clarkson fell victim to Spector's demons. The Gun Nutters always tell us to "Blame the person." Ba-loney. If Phil Spector had been obsessed with baseball bats instead of guns Lana Clarkson would be alive and he would be free. This film is as compelling and sad as any Greek tragedy.