Sorry, Air Mail headline-writer, but I don’t agree.
At best, Peter Jackson’s 468-minute Get Back doc is occasionally “beautiful” and “poignant”; more often it’s intriguing (look…Linda Eastman is actually chatting with Yoko Ono!), a comfortable hang, subtly confrontational, diverting, undeniably historic, necessarily repetitive, sloggy, friendly, amusing, a tad boring, etc.
And don’t tell me what I need or don’t need to feel while watching it. I can figure that stuff out on my own, thanks.
