For the last couple of days, I've had a Documentary lock-in, my eyes glued to the screen, avoiding sunlight and socialising for about a day-and-a-half. Two in particular are from, in my opinion, the documentary master - Nick Broomfield (who I was lucky enough to meet after a Masterclass with him at Docfest '08. A true gentleman I must say).
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Kurt and Courtney (1998) and Biggie and Tupac (2002) are among his best and represent what a good doc should be about. Even though they are widely covered subjects, they provide revelations, new facts and interviews along with true emotion and tensions. Broomfield is brilliant at drawing out the rare emotion from his interviewees and his relentless pestering of people and purposeful doziness at times means he gets interviews others don't. Magnificent!
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