The documentary lacked a clear thesis and criticism of the topics it raises. We begin with some of the industry people saying they don't know who Donyale is then going on to speak about her life and career, immediately shattering any credibility they have in my eyes. There's an element of delusion and hearsay around her death that feels irrelevant. I wanted a more critical lens on Donyale's self-imposed mythology and the implications of her being rejected by both Black…

This movie gave me brain damage. 
I went in knowing what to expect and was still hurt by this film. After the final credits, I had to stare at the wall in silence for 45 minutes in an effort to undo some of the trauma.
Its been months and I still have so many questions. Why was Chloe Sevigny in the film? Why did Silm not retaliate after the white boy pointed his own gun at him in the gas…