Though I dug this doc on the legendary Roky Erickson, I'm starting to get sick of documentaries about fried artists and their dysfunctional, quirky families. This film skews heavily toward the tawdry family dynamics and not deep enough into the music. A little more time dissecting the brilliance of the 13th Floor Elevators and Roky's later endeavors would have been appreciated. I feel we saw more of Roky's brother's post-modern apartment in Pittsburgh than of the Elevators cutting it up. All good, but I would have liked the family/music balance flipped. Absolutely beautifully shot for a doc. Not a surprise that Lee Daniel was behind the camera for this one.
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