When his widow Courtney Love approached filmmaker Brett Morgen eight years ago with the idea for the project, she opened to him a trove of archival materials, including home video footage, journals, doodles, photographs and cassette tape recordings from the artist’s life, meaning that this is by far the most detailed and authentic look at the genesis of the private thoughts of a figure who is perhaps equal parts myth and man.
While this is by no means the first biographical treatment of the charismatic musician (this substantial film was not only authorised but instigated by the family), it is undoubtedly the most definitive.
Some are gentle, some are intelligent, and some dumb.
We already know that Tobi Vail was the inspiration for lyrics on “Lithium”, “Drain You” and “Lounge Act”.
a universal message that everyone can understand with just an extra listen.
There are two major lyrical themes here that crisscross and blend together forming ambiguous lines that feel both personal yet universal.
The title of the film is taken from an experimental recording made by a teenage Cobain, and the film sets out to faithfully continue the jagged aesthetics of Cobain’s private ramblings.
The personal, no matter how private, is always also political.
Kurt Cobain the actor plays many roles – twisted characters that are feeling hurt or strike out in violent moods.
The anxiously proud frontman of one of rock’s most iconic bands was purportedly embarrassed to learn later that he had mistaken it for anarchic aphorism.
And so it goes that iconicity inevitably belies an excruciating ordinariness.
Morgen made the right decision to make sense of this vast collection chronologically, such that it stands as a tragic Bildungsroman for a promising boy who never comes of age.