How do you make a documentary about a man who doesn't have the slightest interest in talking about himself? Well, in the case of "Sr.," the Netflix documentary directed by Chris Smith (streaming tomorrow), since the subject is the underground filmmaker Robert Downey Sr., you make a movie about a man making a movie. Which is just one of the stories in this enveloping pastiche of a filmmaker and his son, Robert Downey Jr.—maybe you've heard of him? In an intimate, frank discussion, Downey Jr. and Smith talk about how "Sr." turned into art both unexpected and complete—and something that would make Sr. roll his eyes. |
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| Despite its long history dating back to ancient Rome and Sumeria, biography as a genre didn't really pop off until the middle of the twentieth century, when we became obsessed with celebrity culture. Since then, biographies of presidents, activists, artists, and musicians have regularly appeared on bestseller lists, while Hollywood continues to adapt them into Oscar bait like "A Beautiful Mind," "The Imitation Game," and "Steve Jobs." Why do we read so many books about the lives and deaths of strangers, as told by second-hand and third-hand sources? Is it merely our love for gossip, or are we trying to understand ourselves through the triumphs and failures of others? Here are the best biographies of all time. |
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