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Meet David Crosby in this portrait of a man with everything but an easy retirement on his mind.
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| San Francisco ChronicleJoel SelvinA brilliantly realized, Hollywood-sleek documentary produced by Cameron Crowe, A-list director and onetime boy wonder Rolling Stone reporter who not only conducts the film’s current interviews, but is also shown at age 16 in 1974 doing his first interview with Crosby. |
| The PlaylistJordan RuimyMelancholy in shape, but still hopeful, Crosby’s willingness to bare naked his personal struggles on-camera makes for a truly poignant movie. |
| IndieWireKate ErblandThe typical trappings of a reflective documentary about a larger-than-life star are all there, from nods to the weight of stardom and how political leanings can both help and harm a talent on the rise, but they’re made bigger and richer because it’s Crosby who is acknowledging them, unblinking. |
| TheWrapSteve PondAs much as the film celebrates his creativity and gazes unflinchingly at his failings, it also functions as a valedictory, almost a requiem of sorts. Think of it as the film version of the final albums made by Leonard Cohen and David Bowie, who made wrenching final statements that they likely knew would be their last. |
| Wall Street JournalJoe MorgensternThe heart of the film, though, lies in what remains closest to Mr. Crosby’s heart—not the bum one with the eight stents but the musical one that has been churning out new songs and albums with improbable, unquenchable zest. True to its subject, who has been true to his muse, David Crosby: Remember My Name is about music in a revelatory way. |
| Rolling StonePeter TraversWhat makes David Crosby: Remember My Name one of the best rock documentaries of all time is the no-bull immediacy of the filmmaking. |
| RogerEbert.comGodfrey CheshireWhile the documentary does conjure up the whole sex-drugs-rock ’n’ roll ethos of that fabled time with great flair and pungency, it also movingly probes the hazards and costs of the overindulgence and self-deceptions the era’s lures often entailed. In essence, it serves up the myth and a necessary corrective to it simultaneously. |
| The Globe and Mail (Toronto)Brad WheelerCrosby, as we learn in the fascinating documentary David Crosby: Remember My Name, is no easy rider. He’s no easy anything. What he is is stunningly self-aware, relentlessly candid and highly interested in the subject at hand, which is himself. |
| Chicago TribuneKatie WalshIt’s his own words, and confronting them now, having lost many of his friends to spats and fights, brings Crosby to his most vulnerable place. |
| Washington PostAnn HornadayFamously prickly, Crosby never gets really angry in “Remember My Name,” although at one point he yells at Eaton about the filmmaker not being able to set up a good shot (Crosby comes by the expertise honestly: His father, Floyd Crosby, was an Oscar-winning cinematographer). |
