He Was Genius. This Is Water.
I only recently discovered the US writer David Foster Wallace, through a recommendation on this very site, but quickly became addicted. I found him brilliant, exhausting and frequently maddening. Exhausting because of the insane Richard Dadd-like detail he poured into his writing, maddening because the the tangents he flew off into when you sometimes wanted him to keep to the damn subject at hand, and brilliant because, you know, the words.
The author of many superb essays and the novel ‘Infinite Jest’ killed himself at 46. At a college graduation ceremony he gave an address, part of which was turned into a short film. This is the film.