Early on in Life Itself, it is said that film critic Roger Ebert was a director of his own life. So it goes with this documentary. Intended as an opportunity to document Ebert’s life as arguably the greatest critic of the feature film era, it transitions into an account of his death in 2013.
Though it might sound morbid, the reverse is true as this elegantly constructed film confidently transitions from a reverential narration of Ebert’s early life and career, into a deeply personal account of his final days. In doing so it segues seamlessly from a well-earned but already well-documented celebration into a genuine and unique insight into the man behind the byline.
Named after Ebert’s autobiography, Steve James’ film borrows from that book, correspondence with the critic, and footage of Ebert in hospital and at home over the final months of his life to give its subject a strong voice throughout. This is embellished with a select group of friends and peers – from a Chicago bar owner to Martin Scorsese – to provide a balanced and apt cinematic portrait of this master of his craft that should prove fascinating to any lover of film.
If there is one complaint, it is that the film’s two hour duration is perhaps bloated through its initial meticulous ground work. However, the dividends are paid on this investment in the context given for the extended analysis of Ebert’s relationships with critical partner Gene Siskel and his wife Chaz.
Proud, passionate and genuinely revelatory, there is ultimately only one possibly review for Life Itself. The ultimate Ebert endorsement:
Two thumbs up.
