Let's Get Lost
Bruce Weber’s black-and-white documentary Let’s Get Lost captures the twilight of Chet Baker’s life. The once-beautiful jazz singer and trumpeter has been ruined by drugs and time. He looks very old, speaks slowly, thinks poorly. The silver pipes of his singing voice have turned to rust. When Baker sings in the dusk of his existence, what comes out his mouth is dust and throat rot. Yet he insists on singing, even though he can no longer do so; he insists on being filmed, even though he is ugly; he insists on being loved, yet nothing about him is lovable. Who is this unknown monster, this miserable creature that devoured the famous American beauty? That is the substance of one of the best and certainly the saddest jazz documentaries in history.
By Charles Mudede
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