Yeah, that's pretty much the tale here. Over and over and over. Don't get me wrong. I'm glad he got his act together. I do admit to snickering at his sitcom "Two and a Half Men." But his life was pretty much fucked up and that started largely with his dad who probably thinks he really is the President of the United States.
There are a bunch of talking heads in this film, but be aware that both daddy Martin and brother Emilio declined to participate. But, the main voice here is Charlie himself photographed in an empty diner. He pulls no punches. One binge after another. He's fine until he's not. You hear from friends and wives and Jon Cryer and producer Chuck Lorre. The tale is compelling but oh, so repetitive. As a result, it gets tired to listen to it all.
Of course, there's been great publicity about the secret that is revealed in the last twenty minutes. Charlie is HIV-positive and that's because...wait for it...he's enjoyed sex with men. And there you are.
What also bothers me about the documentary is that there are a lot of dramatic reenactments that confuse the viewer. At the same time, there's also a lot of Super 8-filmed family memories that reinforce just how screwed up the Sheen...um, Estevez...family was and is.
For an interesting time waster, check it out.
Or not.
LEN'S RATING: Two-and-a-half stars (I couldn't resist)
Dinner last night: Honey chicken leftover from my freezer.
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