It's Never Over, Jeff Buckley

I wish there were more documentaries about Jeff Buckley out there, his untimely death was so tragic and i wish we could have heard more of him.

This documentary is incredible, you tell everyone who was apart of the project really cared about the subject matter and the music of Jeff Buckley in general, I loved the previous Amy berg documentary about janis joplin so I am genuinely looking forward to what more she decides to do in the future even if it isn't a music documentary.

Absolutely brilliant piece of media, go watch it if you haven't it's inspiring and deeply moving/tragic.

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Here's the thing yeah it's really good. You could watch this movie many times just because it's charismatic. It's beautiful how the viewer gets to touch base with the artist.

The other thing about this thing is that Amy Berg chose not to discuss my sweetheart the drunk recording sessions. Buckley met and worked with Tom Verlaine. Buckley did not like the recordings that Verlaine produced for his second album. He left the state of New York to go to Memphis to record record his second album. It's quite revealing that Buckley was living there and not just there to produce the record but the thrust of Buckley's reason for going down there is muted because the director didn't address this album by name or discuss the music. Mary Gilbert references the recording in the beginning of the documentary Memphis frames where he was to record the music, but the documentary skips over discussing the music itself. This appears to have been done out of respect for Buckley who was unsatisfied with the recordings. But he made the recordings with Verlaine and he died in support of re-recording his music and the music is never discussed.

This documentary had me in tears almost every time that Mary Guibert (Jeff Buckley's mom) was on the screen. I've always known that Buckley was one of the most singularly musically talented human beings to ever walk the earth, but watching this film brought his story, his pain, and his humanity to life for me in ways that I know will stick with me for a very long time. Thinking about what could have been is devastating, but the film, and his performances within it, are absolutely spellbinding.

I'm so happy that Jeff got to be the partial narrator in this documentary. It makes things just that much more of a gut punch.

It reminds me of "Montage of Heck," but warmer, better, and somehow more emotional. I felt closer to Jeff in this, than I was expecting and was sure glad I was curled under a blanket to hide sometimes when it got emotional.

Jeff wasn't ever looking to be a worshipped idol (but oh how I did worship him!) so footage of him sharing himself (outside of performances) is not abundant, however director Amy Berg and team expertly crafted this film with his art and writings, photos, sound, and color-as well as interviews and so much of his music-to enhance and expand on the spirit of who he was as a person, partner, son, friend, bandmate, performer, and it buoyed me along with out feeling lacking at all. I wept at the end of this film from just the sheer loss of this human spirit and talent.