this past weekend, i covered two documentaries at the sf independent film festival's docfest for the appeal. here's the first of two reviews.
pop star on ice
" But with all of these expectations, the effervescent Weir can't seem to handle the elephant in the room: himself, an unfocused, eye-rolling hazard on ice skates. And this is what bites him in the butt, time and time again.
Throughout the film, Weir's longtime coach, Priscilla Hill is shown as a mother figure. She hugs him, laughs, shares inside jokes, and pushes him to improve. But she also tip toes around his temper and evasiveness..."
the entire review is here.