It takes 90 minutes but eventually this otherwise frustrating movie (like, shout at the screen frustrating) gets to a really interesting question: where in your life are you like a flat earther? where are you constructing a reality?
The rise and demise of The Police as told through the lense of Andy Summers, the guitarist and probably lesser known of the three band members.
This is the sort of documentary that I could watch all day and all night and into the early hours of the morning and contemplate rewatching the next day.
The story of his relationship with his wife and family, which is woven through, is heartbreaking.
I'd like to see more of his photography. What an awesome record and memory. I imagine him getting lost in that archive for days.