The Tillman Story, a documentary on one of the more compelling, complicated and laudable personalities in recent memory, hits select markets this Friday (wide release slated for September 3). I hope it’s worthy of him. Esquire’s Mark Warren gives a preview:
…this moment — at a memorial attended by pious dignitaries from across the country, all doing their part to assist in the rampant mythologizing of Tillman — should have come as a warning to the government that the Tillman family was not to be trifled with. After the solemn speakers had their say about who Pat Tillman was in life as well as in death, Tillman’s youngest brother, Richard, skipped the steps and climbed up on the dais, dressed not for a funeral but in T-shirt and jeans, holding a pint of Guinness. He thanked everybody for coming and then, raising the glass, said, “Pat isn’t with God. He’s fucking dead. He wasn’t religious. So thank you for your thoughts, but he’s fucking dead.”
A pint of freaking Guinness to go with a middle finger to the assembled fantasy-weavers. That’s quality viewing, folks, life-lessons aside. The film’s currently at 84% on RottenTomatoes.com.