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‘Whitney: Can I Be Me’

 

Nick Broomfield’s documentary on the life and death of Whitney Houston is both profoundly affecting and rather disappointing. What Whitney: Can I Be Me does have to recommend it is a quantity of intimate backstage film shot (by Rudi Dolezal, who gets a co-director credit) during a tour of Germany in 1999, when the singer was on the brink of disaster: still in her ultimately catastrophic marriage to the singer Bobby Brown (with whom she shared addictions), bringing their small daughter on stage to perform in a gruesome cameo, and surrounded by laughing sycophants and worried-looking assistants in charge of make-up, hair, and so on. That daughter, Bobbi Kristina, would died of an overdose in 2015 at the age of 22, three years after her mother was found dead in her bath at the Beverly Hilton, and to read that information in a caption before the closing credits is to experience perhaps the most dismaying of the many sad moments punctuating the film’s 105 minutes.

Early on we are shown Houston as a 12-year-old prodigy singing a solo with a New Jersey gospel choir, encouraged by her mother, the session singer Cissy Houston, and then as the 19-year-old protégée of Clive Davis, the head of Arista Records, who — as one of his former employees attests — found in her the kind of malleable diva material that Aretha Franklin and Dionne Warwick had been simply too old and set in their styles and images to provide when he signed them in their middle years. The film holds up Davis’s decision to groom her as a black pop star for white people as a factor in her tragedy, which makes it odd that — during a Q&A session after a screening in London this week — the director said that he had chosen not to interview the  veteran executive because he had not wanted to make a controversial film. Those familiar with Broomfield’s previous output will find this a curious claim.

It’s clear, of course, that he can’t wait to get the short years of golden success — the hugely successful debut album, the starring role in Bodyguard, the worldwide smash with “I Will Always Love You” from that film’s soundtrack, the countless awards — out of the way in order to reach the stuff of tragedy, and there is certainly no shortage of that. Her mother’s desire that her daughter should fulfil her own thwarted ambitions is a subtext; Cissy appears in the film, as do the two older brothers with whom Whitney is said to have shared drugs during adolescence. We are told about her close relationship with her father — but when we learn towards the end that John Houston was suing his daughter for $100m shortly before he died, we are not told that he and Whitney’s mother had already gone through an unpleasant divorce.

It’s a classic story of success tearing a family apart, but the emotional heart of the film is its portrayal of Houston’s relationship with Robyn Crawford, the schoolfriend who became her companion and probably her lover until being removed from the picture during the Brown years. Again, Bloomfield claims that although he had Crawford’s number, and although she knew about the film, he declined to talk to her out of feelings of discretion.

The most dramatic testimony comes from David Roberts, a Welsh former policeman who was her bodyguard from 1988 to 1995 (we glimpse him in the background in several sequences), and who claims to have tried to get people to do something about her addictions, without success. Several of her musicians and backing singers, notably the saxophonist Kirk Whalum, speak movingly about her prodigious qualities as a singer and her warmth as a woman. All of them would like to have seen a different outcome but were powerless to intervene.

The music itself is barely discussed. I always found her voice technically impressive rather than emotionally moving, but that may have been a consequence of the decisions taken early on by Davis and his chosen studio operatives. It would have been interesting to know what an old-school soul/R&B producer like Jerry Wexler, Dave Crawford or Allen Toussaint would have made of her.

There are so many holes in the narrative that I began to think only an eight-hour multi-part treatment like the recent O. J.: Made in America would do proper justice to the many facets of Houston’s story. (There’s not a word, for instance, on what she did in the five years between her divorce from Brown and her death.) But I’m grateful to Bloomfield for unearthing — via the testimony of the record producer David Foster — that the decision to get her to sing the first verse of “I Will Always Love You” without accompaniment was made at the suggestion of The Bodyguard‘s other star, Kevin Costner. Maybe everyone else in the world already knew that, but I didn’t.

* Whitney: Can I Be Me is in UK cinemas from June 16.

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6 Comments Post a comment
  1. crocodilechuck #

    Who ‘discovered’ Whitney Houston?

    A: Bill Laswell

    June 13, 2017
  2. Chris C #

    Great review Richard. Ed Bicknell tells a wonderful story of how Whitney and Dire Straits were on the same bill at that Free Nelson Mandela concert at Wembley Stadium. Whitney requested a meeting with Mark Knopfler to discuss his playing on her next album, and they met in the caravan that was used as DS’s dressing room. Ed was present during the meeting which ended with Whitney saying as she left: ‘I can’t wait to see Nelson. I’ve got all his albums but I’ve never seen him live!’ Ed and Mark were simply speechless.

    June 13, 2017
  3. dave heasman #

    I always thought she sounded like Shirley Bassey

    June 13, 2017
  4. Tim Adkin #

    I’ve always loved that Material track although when a rather tetchy Laswell was interviewed a few years back on the much missed “Mixing It” he was quite dismissive about it and expressed the opinion that her singing had improved considerably since that early appearance. Whitney with Archie Shepp – who’d have thought it?

    June 13, 2017
  5. Archie didn’t have the faintest idea of how to back a singer.
    i remember Whitney as a ten-year-old whose Mom, Cissy,
    used to bring her to sessions. i have played hide-and -seek
    with her down those long halls at Western Sound and the
    Record Plant. i have heard her sing those hymns with her
    mom and the other girl singers in the lounge on the breaks.
    i played on all those David Foster produced hits with her…my
    God, she could sing ! i saw what was happening to her with
    that jerk husband and all his dope…i don’t need to see the
    movie. i was in it. Love You, Whitney

    June 14, 2017
  6. Simon C #

    The triumph of overblown power for real emotionality. Her version of “I Will Always Live You” is truly execrable.

    June 19, 2017

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