Life Itself

Life Itself was a disappointment for two reasons; it didn't focus on the best attributes of its subject, and it revealed a hopeless emptiness which was quite depressing.  This film is a documentary based on Roger Ebert's autobiography, filmed primarily in Ebert's hospital room as he neared death.  Having not read the autobiography, I can only assume that it is more insightful and optimistic than this film.  The shroud of death and Ebert's painful struggle with cancer overshadow other aspects of his life; instead of focusing on what made Ebert great, this film documents his final days.  That would be alright if the final chapter in Ebert's time on earth was inspirational or poignant.  As Ebert struggled to communicate verbally, and eventually lost his ability to speak, he poured all his energy into blogging.  Ebert kept on reviewing an extraordinary number of films up to the end of his life, viewing the films at home and posting reviews online.  His website, RogerEbert.com was updated during this time to contain all the reviews he had ever written (he began officially on 1967).  While his film reviews will be his lasting legacy, little attention was given to explaining what makes them so important.  Steve James, the director operates under premise that Ebert was a great film reviewer and focuses primarily on his daily routines and the impressions of his friends and associates.  Instead of being a documentary, Life Itself works more as an obituary.  In the end the emptiness of Ebert's life is clearly apparent; James tries his best to spin the final scenes as peaceful and beautiful, yet they deliver tragic hopelessness.  A summary of this film would simply be; well-known Chicago film critic dies after long struggle with cancer.

As someone who loves reading Roger Ebert's film criticism and grew up enjoying Siskel and Ebert's "At the Movies" television program, Life Itself was a letdown.  Unfortunately I realize that the man behind the curtain is bound to be a disappointment.  Perhaps I should praise Life Itself for being an honest representation of the man Roger Ebert.  Still it makes me sad.