Being a longtime fan of Fulci, I was looking forward to a comprehensive documentary on his life and films. I didn't expect a narrator to insert himself into each scene with uninteresting reaction shots. The scene with him on the floor shirtless guzzling Jack Daniels looking at Fulci posters had me questioning my investment in watching the film and I checked out of it shortly after. Shame, a missed opportunity especially given the access to his daughter's perspective.
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