A lot of very nice reviews are coming in. Here's one from the Village Voice written by Peter Gerstenzang.
One particular excerpt of note...
Finally, this unassuming little flick makes a sham out of drugs-a-go-go melodramatic crap like Walk the Line—maybe because Hatley never forgets he's making a movie about a goddamn musician.
...Amen, brother,
And later on this:
Here's a tune sung by a man, once rich, then poor, now somewhere in the middle, doing what he got into this business for—to make good, honest music. Substitute "film" for "music" and you can say the same about Hatley and his quietly remarkable cinematic achievement.
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