Chet Baker. Entre la playa y el callejón

Let's Get Lost,documental sobre la vida de Chet Baker. 120 minutos.Año 1988.
Director: Bruce Weber

I just saw Bruce Weber's great documentary LET'S GET LOST, which is as much about photography, sensuality, women (and other good things) as it is about its ostensible subject. (Including a wonderful sequence showing the work of the great photographer Andre De Dienes, who discovered Marilyn Monroe). I especially like screenwriter Lawrence Trimble's comment, "I never knew anybody with a Buddy Holly album!" One can make the case that Baker deepened as a musician and mentor as he grew older, wandering Europe like a peripetatic zen master, teaching a new generation of players the utter value of a simple line. Still, Baker never sang better than on the original CHET BAKER SINGS, right at the start when he was still fully engaged. After that he seemed to just toss the vocals off, even on a classy session like this one, which features taut chamber arrangements on admittedly pure vocal performances like "I Wish I Knew" and "Someone To Watch Over Me." And of course "Let's Get Lost" (in two versions) - no one who ever heard the Vaughan Monroe original would ever imagine that it would become Chet's signature number, a paen to cool and Kerouac-like beatitude. Kudos to the fine, underrated pianist Russ Freeman who provides the spring from which the singer and player flies.

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