Colibel Terrible acting, screenplay and direction.

Exoticalot People are voting emotionally.

BeSummers Funny, strange, confrontational and subversive, this is one of the most interesting experiences you'll have at the cinema this year.

Humaira Grant It’s not bad or unwatchable but despite the amplitude of the spectacle, the end result is underwhelming.

apocalypse_ciao I first heard the music of Nick Drake at a tenant's apartment my mom was renting out to in 1995. His name was Matt, he was a musician just like me, and he owned the Fruit Tree lp set. We were in his kitchen and right before he played Five Leaves Left he said, "This is Nick Drake, I think you'll like him" and he was absolutely right. As "Time Has told me" was playing, on that cold damp grey morning, I immediately took to liking the music a lot and empathizing with this somber voice, plucking an acoustic guitar, and just knew it was great immediately. Now, I didn't rush out to get the Nick Drake records since they were so rare to find, this was pre Amazon.com and e-bay folks. But then a couple of years later Rykodisc re-issued the Fruit Tree lp's on cd. I immediately bought it and devoured the music and listened to it endlessly and intensely. His life and music, have never left me since. I often found a kinship and solace in what he was expressing and began to feel less alone with how I felt at times. Especially in my late teens and early twenties, when I found myself always on the outside of society's pressures of conformity, and the desire to express so much to people that I had conflict with in my life, or to women that enticed me, and not being able to find the right words to say.On the surface, Nick Drake's music seems to be the perfect accompaniment to college life, cafe sitting, and or people watching at first listen. But if you dig a little deeper, his music begins to embody that tongue-tied, outcast feeling, yet, in his words and music, there was always this acceptance of it, for better or worse, and the glimmer of hope that something better was just beyond the horizon. You start to hear in his words and music his wants, fears, struggles, and desires and you begin to identify with this extremely vulnerable yet strikingly poetic man. And the lyrics, chord structure, and playing, are just superb and top-notch, mixing folk, blues, jazz, and classical so effortlessly.It's a shame no one filmed Drake on his short and ultimately unsuccessful college tour as his producer Joe Boyd described. But in a way, that just adds to the mystique surrounding his life and music. I love the part where the producers behind Bryter Layter deconstruct "At the Chime of a City Clock" and one of them starts to bob their head to the jazzy groove of the song. The tape of Molly Drake, Nick's mother, played by his sister Gabrielle, provides a much needed insight into Nick's inspiration musically as well.As a Nick Drake fan, it would've been great to hear more from Joe Boyd about what the recording of the song "Which Will" was like or at least to have used it in the film which I think was his best song. But all of his songs are great. It would've also been nice to hear from Richard Thompson from Fairport Convention who played lead guitar on Nick's first two records and hear his viewpoint on the myth surrounding Drake's life and music and what it was like to work with him in the studio.It's so sad when his mother speaks about how he felt he had failed to reach the people he wanted to speak to with his music and that he couldn't write any more songs. It's just so completely the opposite to me because he succeeded tremendously in connecting his own trials and tribulations with other people's struggles and why people who discover his music pass the message of his life and music to others, because it means that much.This review is more than just a review of a film of a folk singer. It's an homage to Nick Drake because his music has helped me and probably many others, young and old, with their own internal demons. If you haven't listened to Nick Drake, please do so and watch this documentary. If you're already a fan you won't be disappointed.

Orv Pibbs The Genius of Artistry of this long gone Guitarist/Singer/Songwriter has definitely made an incredible impact on my inner self. Both as a person, as well as a musician.This movie documents the 26 short years of Nick's life (1948-1974), focusing on his brilliant music, as well as the talented musical and technical people who helped shape his sound, in London in the late 60's & early 70's, as well as his sister Gabrielle, and haunting audio segments of both his late parents.Unfortunately, Nick was not of his time, and was never really appreciated during his oh so short time here. But his 3 albums, Five Leaves Left, Bryter Later & Pink Moon, continues to indoctrinate new fans day after day, being moved by the songs that were written almost 40 years ago. Amazing !!! Now if only the money people, controlling this film, could come to terms, thousands more would be able to feel, what this incredible musician had to say....."When the Day is Done, Hope So Much, Your Race Will be All Run."

Miguel Moura Jeroen Berkven's 2000 documentary assumes right from the start an elitist approach, one that implies that the audience is truly knowledgeable about the world of Nick Drake and the importance of his music to a new generation of artists; as a result, the film tends to be sparse and elliptic: it's undoubtedly a labour of love, filled with autumnal, bucolic sequences that lead nowhere, except to serve Drake's melodies and his soft, broken voice that gained him admiration since his premature death in 1974. Gabrielle Drake (Nick's sister as an interviewee) is the only one that keep things going (reading old letters, painfully remembering her brother's departure), while the other guests simply resume all that has been said and wrote about Nick. This is a documentary for fans only, and I wouldn't recommend it to anyone else. At the end, while his grave is solemnly shot and the only existing footage of Nick as a child is served to feed our (morbid) curiosity, there's a sense of vagueness, still intact after the very first few minutes of screening. It lacks profoundity, as if the director was expecting that Nick's tortured persona was enough to fill in the silence and empty sadness that is carefully built along the documentary, a silence and a sadness that he might thought of as respect or deference to a soul that almost no one cherished as a musician.

tom waits loves me I saw this about 3 years ago and was fortunate enough to be at a screening afterwards which there was a question and answer session with the director. The film itself is beautifully shot with nice sweeping camera shots over the English countryside which accurately evoke the organic nature of Nick Drake's music. The only moving images of Nick Drake as a child playing on a beach is a treat for hardcore fans like myself. From what the director said this was not someone jumping on the bandwagon of posthumous hype that has been created since what is regarded by many as the corporate violation of drake's music. The director crafted this documentary in such a way that it satisfies the itching curiosity of fans wishing to get closer to this mysterious folk icon at the same time as it stands alone as intelligent piece of film-making.