Extremely moving, thoroughly heart-wrenching and something I’ll likely never recommend to anyone or watch ever again. Less of a documentary than a personal expression and processing of love, fury and grief, way messier but infinitely more involving than if it was less emotionally driven.
This movie is so goddamned frustrating.
There is a cast in this movie that makes the IMDB page look made up, practically -- the first three names that hit in the opening credits are David Bowie, Dennis Hopper and Gary Oldman. (And, seriously, Bowie as Andy Warhol is some of the most no-brainer casting ever.) You have people like Willem Dafoe and Parker Posey, actors like Christopher Walken and Benicio del Toro all popping up in this thing.
When I read Be Here Now as a young psychedelic-taking life-fearing closeted trans girl it felt like I’d found the key to becoming myself and that amazing high didn’t last the way you ever think it will when you’re young or want it to as you age but it did stick with me in a powerful way, giving me a lot of tools to manage the ache of being and as someone who owes a lot to the man this is about I found it wonderful, beautiful and all-too-fleeting, just like that feeling