And this one certainly qualifies. What starts off as a story filled with art world intrigue and drama, veers off into a much darker and disturbing story of drugs, cultural appropriation, and possibly murder. Would have loved to know more about the artist and how his work came to be so beloved, before he drifted off into drugs and a downward spiral. It feels like two movies that were edited into one. Still, for anyone with an appreciation for Indigenous art, or a good mystery, i recommend this movie.
Review of There Are No Fakes
