N/C, and a couple thoughts.
1. I really liked the materiality of the documentary--the piles of cassettes, the grainy super-8 footage, etc, kept things true to the materiality of Johnston's recordings, art, and its reproduction.
The extent of the archival super-8 footage and audio tapes, combined w/ the visual art, physical metamorphosis of Daniel Johnston, and the music were such that Johnston's story
had to be told on screen. A book would never cut it: wrong medium. The decision to just shoot close-ups of the audio tapes as they played, eg--perfect.
I got a shiver when the footage of Johnston's recording area in his brother's garage was shown (the weight bench fitted with organ he recorded "chord organ blues" on).
2.
mattw wrote:Very affecting film. Having loved ones that have suffered through manic depression, it was interesting just to see how DJ has coped with it, certainly one of the most extreme cases imaginable.
Yeah, I'm guessing the diagnosis of manic depression Johnston reads (manically) was from an early edition of the DVM, but he seemed full-fledged schizophrenic to me.
3. If others recall, I'd like to hear what you think about the final scene of Johnston dancing around in stereotypical fat, slobbering crazy-guy mode (in his recording space in the stained blue T-shirt)? Upon a little reflection, I thought this was an okay decision and true to Johnston's own manner of letting it all hang out--no pretense. But my girlfriend thought it was kind of objectionable.
4. The Mountain Dew song and, more generally, the way corporate junk food figures in his mania was interesting.