Being accidentally on the right mailing lists, I get invited to free movies, especially lately and especially for those that the marketeers figure need word of mouth (WOF) buzz. The latest of these is The Devil and Daniel Johnston, an overlong but engaging Chronicle of the mentally ill songwriter/artist Daniel Johnston, who at one time was an local.
His bizarre but friendly stem-eyed frog still graces the wall of the former Sound Exchange (now a Baja Fresh) at 21st and Guadalupe. That frog also graced the cover of his 1983 tape "Hi How Are You," which got him proclaimed a genius by Louis Black of the Chronicle and many other people who are hipper than you. Kurt Cobain wore a DJ T-shirt with that tape cover on it and it caused a sensation. He was a perfect genius for the hipper-than-you crowd. Hardly anyone knows about him and some mainstream people actually hate him, so obviously he is a genius. Lots of people say he's a genius in the film (of course, one also says Jad Fair is too), and no one disputes that moniker, so he must be a genius, right?
Well, I'll leave that to you, folks, since this movie is going to inspire a huge presence of his music all over the internet (Go ahead, google him. He's everywhere!), and you can decide for yourself. What is undeniable is that he is a very disturbed and mentally unstable guy. He's bashed a manager in the head with a lead pipe, scared a little old lady out her second story window, attacked his brother at Christmas, wandered NYC on a mission from god, commandeered his father's airplane, tossed the keys out the window and put it in a spin that dad barely managed to recover from. (The plane crashed and both survived.) In between, DJ has produced an amazing amount of music and drawings, some of which look like art therapy for mental patients. (They now go for such huge prices that it is counterfeited.)
The movie equates him with other crazed geniuses like Byron and Van Gogh, not to mention Brian Wilson. The problem is, the assertion smacks of pronouncement or decree. No dissenting position is mentioned in the film, though there are plenty who hold it. The film would have been better served with these view points included and the question of DJ's genius left open. Plus, it's about 20 minutes too long. (Repetition of points might be useful in Teletubby videos and propaganda, but it is death in docs.) I would have given it another star if those two things were not true. Still I found it a fascinating look at a guy who really has influenced and inspired tons of musicians from Cobain to Beck. Frankly it is inspiring if for no other reasons than Daniel's example of not asking permission to create and perform--he just does it whether you want him to or not, and his elderly parents example of parental love--they've refused to abandon Daniel and take care of him to this day.
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