(Like many Netflix customers, I too can get quite lax with the timely watching and returning of my movies, which of course defeats the entire purpose of having a flat-rate rental plan in the first place. To combat that, I am now writing standardized mini-reviews of each and every movie I end up watching through Netflix, both instantly and on DVD. Don't forget, all previous 'Justify My Netflix' reviews can be found on CCLaP's main movie page.)
Why I added it to my queue: Because I had heard great things about this recent festival favorite, an indie documentary about the famous "schlockmeister" film producer who almost accidentally launched the careers of many of the most famous mavericks of '70s and '80s cinema, by not caring how artsy his directors got as long as they delivered the blood and boobs his endless series of drive-in quickies demanded.
The reality: FAAAAANNNNTAAAASSSTIC! Although make no mistake, this is less an impartial documentary of the man and more an official lionization -- under the glowing words by a whole host of Hollywood's current biggest names, it essentially lays out as an inarguable fact just what kind of profound positive impact Corman has had on an entire two generations of filmmakers, even by just being a humble middle-class business guy who only made a handful of legitimately respected movies in his life, although certainly knowing what his audience wanted and handing it right to them. And that's heartening, because that proves a kind of basic lesson about arts administration that I like believing in -- that if you hire smart, resourceful people, and let them do whatever they want once your specific requirements are filled, you can provide a tremendous amount of support to an entire generation of creatives no matter what it is in particular that you do. Certainly that's proven here in one gushing testimonial after another, peppered with lots of scenes from Corman's movies and fascinating details about the man you never knew; and the whole thing is a real treat for our particular times, when we are right now starting to celebrate the 50th anniversary of many of the early artists to first start defining the Postmodernist counterculture. Corman is certainly a bedrock in this canon, and it's nice to see him get his due here.
Worth your time? Yes