It's a scene synonymous with modern celebrity culture. A paparazzi mob briefly parts and a young and dazed woman staggers
through the suffocating mass of camera flashes. That woman is Amy
Winehouse – famous for her incredible vocal talents and her
untimely, sad demise. Deeply uncomfortable for
anyone watching Amy, the footage is emblematic of a life lived – and lost – in
front of intense media and public attention.
Asif Kapadia
is a maestro of the documentary genre and Amy is a
master-class in the art of editing. Having collated a wide range of
archival footage, from family home videos to mobile phone clips and
official television programmes, Kapadia and editor Chris King have
managed to construct a compelling and coherent narrative which tells
of Amy's rise to meteoric stardom and the pressures encountered by a
woman for whom fame and commercial success were unwanted by-products
of her love for creating jazz music. In one sequence, a young Amy
says that she wouldn't handle fame well, suggesting that it might be
the death of her. The ultimate tragedy is that she went on to be a
self-fulfilling prophecy.
Early
on in the film, we discover that Amy doesn't consider herself to be a
songwriter, although she does “write poetry”. And it is this
poetry on which Kapadia chooses to focus, displaying the lyrics from
Amy's songs on-screen and using them to construct a narrative in
conjunction with voice-overs from those who knew and worked with the
star (there are no talking heads here to distract from the immersion
in the archival footage). Whilst there is an element of contrivance
in using her lyrics to create and reflect the film's narrative, it is
nonetheless a very successful way of threading together otherwise
disparate source material.
This
brilliant editing is coupled with the film's non-judgemental, but
resolute and unflinching approach to the events in Amy's life: events
as dramatic as they are sad to watch. The media circus which
enveloped Amy is explored, as is her troubled relationship with Blake
Fielder and the role that her father played in her later years. The
audience is left to draw their own conclusions and Kapadia carefully
intertwines the archive footage with the interviews and song lyrics
to create a bold, heartbreaking film.
Early scenes of Amy's
successes give a glimpse of a girl with a talent far beyond her
years and her lack of confidence during an Abbey Road recording session with
Tony Bennett is touching. Towards the end of the film, she finds out that she has won a Grammy award, but her surprise is soon tempered by the
sadness that her relationship with drugs has left her life empty and
unfulfilling. Moments such as these look staged, as if written by a
screenwriter. It is Amy's ultimate tragedy that this was, in fact,
real life.
Amy is
a powerful and desperately sad film. Amy Winehouse's unique talent
catapulted her into a world where, for the most part, she felt
uncomfortable and lost. She was arguably surrounded by the wrong
people at the wrong time and faced debilitating media scrutiny.
Kapadia's film is an impressive and affecting piece of work and
documents the very best – and worst – of a girl who had nothing
if not an astounding set of lungs.
Clapperboard
Rating: * * * *
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