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Film review — Bob and the Monster

This is a a personality profile rather than a rockumentary, and on the face of it there’s nothing particularly unique about the subject. He’s the frontman of an LA band who got big into smack and decided he was the centre of the universe. Big whoop. Even the (gasp!) reveal of his childhood secret, positioned as the root of his drug-seeking trauma, made me think, “Oh, so like Jack Nicholson.” However, Bob Forrest — or at least the Bob Forrest of 2011 — comes across as such a positive force, the kind of person who’s deeply driven by enthusiasm to help others get clean like he did, that it feels churlish to dismiss the film out of hand. ★★★

Cross-posted from Letterboxd