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I hate to be mean — ’cause Nathaniel Kahn seems like a nice guy and I know this is his life I’m talking about — but what self-indulgent, boring crap! It is especially painful having just seen the brilliant Daniel Johnston documentary. You can’t just say “Oh! Dysfunctional family and (somewhat) famous guy! Let’s shoot!” No. You need to have something to say. . .or at least a better hook. ‘Cause there are movies out there like “Capturing the Friedmans” that are going to out-weird you, or movies like “The Ballad of Ramblin’ Jack” where the man at the center just. . .does more! Sure, a couple of shots of Louis Kahn’s buildings with some tempestuous orchestral music. . .it looks great in the trailer. . .but what about the other 118 minutes?

And, if I may, many of Kahn’s buildings aren’t that inspiring. And his lectures about “listening to brick” make him sound like an ass. Nathaniel Kahn should be glad this dingus neglected him.