Brendon Jones
It’s fine. It's literally the definition of a fine movie. You’ve seen it before, you know every beat and outcome before the characters even do. Only question is how much escapism you’re looking for.
Guillelmina
The film's masterful storytelling did its job. The message was clear. No need to overdo.
Darin
One of the film's great tricks is that, for a time, you think it will go down a rabbit hole of unrealistic glorification.
Mudsharkbytes
I've read several reviews here that are very negative principally because the reviewer found Wild Man Fischer's music to be either annoying or talentless or some combination of the two.While it is true that without his music Wild Man Fischer would have no claim to fame, and sometimes it's difficult to see the connection between all the plaudits lauded upon him by the various celebrities in this documentary and the numerous rather poor examples of his songs generously placed throughout the film, this documentary isn't really about how great or annoying his music is, it's about the Wild Man himself, and it turns out that it's a genuinely interesting story expertly told.I have to admit here some bias. I am one of the handful of people who actually purchased "An Evening With Wild Man Fischer" when it was originally released in the late 60s. I listened to that record quite a bit actually. I never once thought of Wild Man Fischer as a great Artist (with a capital "A") but I did recognize that there was more to the music than the surface - the music revealed the man underneath and his tragic story which was interesting. Plus, the record WAS entertaining in an odd sort of way.Larry "Wild Man" Fischer in many ways was saved by his music. Not only has it been his means of escape throughout his life, a bizarre sort of self therapy, but it has also served as a magnet drawing in people who through their influence and belief in his music have gone out of their way to be helpful to him. People like Frank Zappa, Mark Mothersbaugh, Barnes & Barnes & Rosemary Clooney to name just a few. That's really what this story is about.And as it turns out, Larry doesn't make it very easy to be helpful to him.Time after time his paranoia causes those close to him to have to distance themselves - sometimes for their own safety - because Larry really is a wild man who is subject to paranoid delusions as well as auditory hallucinations. This even happens to the filmmakers during the course of filming this documentary.The filmmakers do an exceptional job not only of following Wild Man Fischer around and documenting his various moods and behaviors, but they manage to get access to many people who have known or worked with Larry in the past and get their takes on different events (I do wish though that Dr. Demento had been encouraged to sit up for his interview - he reclines on his side with his head propped up for the duration of his interview while duded out in his Dr. D outfit - complete with top hat - it's distracting and makes him look like a pretentious doofus). In addition there's a lot of rare archival footage in the movie which I found highly entertaining. There's an exceptional animated segment produced by Pat Moriarity that was also memorable.What I wasn't prepared for was the overall sadness of the movie, sad in that here is a man who genuinely has a vision and a desire and the determination to try to make something of himself but whose affliction is at the same time both the wellspring of his inspiration and the source of his inability to achieve his goals. When he has his paranoid schizophrenia in check he loses his 'pep' as he calls it, his ability to create and perform, so the irony is that when he loses his mental disorder, he loses his art. Put another way, if Larry wasn't crazy, he'd be a nobody.Sad also because here is a man who obviously craves attention and love and yet his paranoia constantly rears its ugly head and destroys important relationships needlessly. Bill Mumy, probably the longest running relationship in his life, finally had to distance himself from Larry. When asked what was the best thing about working with Barnes & Barnes Fischer answers without hesitation that the best thing about it was having Bill Mumy to talk to - having him to talk to all the time. When asked how he feels about the fact that he no longer has a relationship with Bill Mumy, he tears up some papers the filmmakers are working from then walks off.The final scenes in the film at the side of his bed-ridden aunt, probably the only family member who really believed in him and gave him unconditional love, are genuinely heart rending."Derailroaded", like all good documentaries, encompasses the totality of its subject and brings it home in all its ugly-beautiful reality. In many ways, this documentary reminded me of "Crumb" in its mixture of oddball outsider pathos. Deserves to be seen.
Steve Ripple
It is hard to separate a documentary from it's subject. The film was entertaining and insightful. It captured the life of Wild Man in a way that was honest and insightful. I really enjoyed the inclusion of his family as well as his past friends and collaborators. What I found hard to stomach in this film was his music - and a few of his 'critics' who thought his music was original outsider art/music. I could not fathom anyone thinking his lyrics and especially his music anything but naive babble. I know that a big part of outsider art is it's naiveté and that it is sometimes hard to find the core of creativity in this. But usually something - composition, a vision, a perspective - something comes through to make it art. His music is mostly spontaneous ramblings that have no coherence. I've heard much of this sort of thing coming from toddlers and preschool children. I composed some great tunes to my dog last night (but I may have obscured my tunes in too much irony to qualify as outsider music?) One of the critics, I believe it was the Rhino records executive, started to analyze one of Wild Man's tunes as if it were a clever comment on society and I laughed out loud. I think he is most akin to the dadaists - and most of their work has not stood the test of time - and is more important as a historical movement than an artistic one. Can you name a Dadaist - besides Man Ray or Marcel Duchamp (both of whom may also be classified in other artistic movements). But opposed to the Dadaists, his music is not really protesting anything - and is not (as the really annoying Mark Mothersbaugh in this film suggests) reacting to prevalent musical trends occurring in the late 60's and 70's - resulting in a nascent punk genre? Mothersbaugh's contention that the white-get-drunk-party 'concert' rock of the 70's as being bereft of meaning and conformist is ridiculous. His music is the answer? I have Devo albums and although I like them still - they are silly, pretentious at times, and hardly have any deep meaning. I also have some Styx albums (an example of the concert rock genre) - and although also silly and contrived at times, I believe have more heartfelt and sincere sentiment (mostly non-conformist at that) in the lyrics than most new wave (is this even a music term anymore) or punk tunes. 'Concert' rock was perhaps over-produced, and punk - under - but both were often saying very similar things. Disco however.... (Although I like some Disco too - usually in an ironic way - but then again that foot sometimes starts tapping itself into places where the ears fear to tread).Now I have to compare this to another documentary that I saw a few years ago - 'The Devil and Daniel Johnston' the subject of whom is mentioned in Derailroaded (most annoying title of a film?). See this film if possible - it's finally released. This film is amazing! It brought me to tears - in several scenes. The film haunted my dreams, early morning groggy thoughts, and daydreams. And Daniel Johnston, as opposed to Wild Man, is an artist. His music has a point and is almost pure emotion that sometimes tears you apart. (Not so sure about his visual art). Wow.The pathology of each of these people is rather similar, although mention was not made of Wild Man's drug use (if there was any), and it was a prominent part of Daniel Johnston. However, the personality of each is markedly different. Wild Man - I find very annoying - I think that I am on the side of his family here. I did not believe his depiction of his mother, Frank Zappa, or most other people in his life. Not only is he schizophrenic, and bi-polar (I think manic depressive is actually more descriptive here), but he is also self absorbed, selfish, and egocentric. Daniel Johnston is none of these things. So this makes it also hard to separate these films - Johnston is likable - Wild Man is not. I've know a few people like Wild Man (without the extreme pathology) and have had to work with them - it is not fun - extremely exasperating only touches the surface of a description of the experience. Maybe this personality type is so antithetical to mine that I can not judge the merits of this film objectively - but isn't that true for many of us?
Stacey4U
Very disappointing! I saw this documentary at a screening event and I actually walked out of the theater cause it was so bad. The sound editing was terrible, fisher's voice is enough to drive anyone into a mental institution (seriously - like freakin long pointy nails on a chalk board), and the bottom line is i don't think anyone really even knows of or cares about this man. I mean I certainly never heard of him, my friends never heard of him, so why make a film about him? why? My suggestion to the producers....try making a documentary about something worth watching next time and hire a different editor and sound person while you are at it. Also, maybe go back to film school, if you even attended, and try it again
bkadams
I had the pleasure of being in the audience during the East Coast premiere of "Derailroaded." Never having heard of Wild Man Fischer, I didn't know quite what to expect other than a documentary on an outsider musician in the vein of Wesley Willis. This film tells a touching story about a troubled rock and roll singer. There were moments in the film where I almost felt tears swell up, and there were moments when I got shivers watching Wild Man perform. It's a very nice human interest piece. The only real problems with it is the sound editing. The volume is often too high during sections of Wild Man's 2001 performance in Los Angeles. There are also moments where the background music buries the interview dialogue so you can hardly make out what's being said. We were told this was because the audio sources varied, but I still felt like this could've been corrected. Disregarding this, a lot of us in the audience came out humming Wild Man songs. This really sparked an interest for me and I feel it is a fitting tribute to an almost rock legend.
