A very straight-forward endless parade of compliments by everybody from Elton John to Bill Clinton. Not that she deserves anything less. Mrs. Warwick is one of the all time greats. What really anoyed me from the start was me thinking there was something wrong with my TV. Everything was so digitally polished that the people looked like computer-animated cartoons or filtered profile pictures on tinder. It was at some point terrible to watch at. Maybe it was just the lightning (wich I doubt) People in their 70's/80's looking younger (weirder) than ever. Wich is very ironic because all and all it's all about soul. Yet everybody looked soulles. I hope this doesn't become a trend in biographical documentary's. I like my humans to look like, I don't know, humans...
