Janis: Little Girl Blue — A Review

First and foremost, I’d like to apologize for the lack of a post yesterday (although I suspect only Veronica noticed lol). But I am back from my one day hiatus! I just wasn’t super sure if it was a good piece or if yesterday was the right time to publish the piece. You will, however, see the piece eventually.

So, today I bring to you my review of Janis: Little Girl Blue (which you can find on Netflix).

I should probably preface this by saying that I absolutely love Janis Joplin. Her vocals are amazing, her style was incomparable, and her ambition was insane.

She was a woman way ahead of her time and she wasn’t afraid to be herself despite who or what comes in her way.

This documentary showcases all of those things. We see where she grew up, her roots in music, and hear some of her interviews where she recounts countless tales of great hurt, Austin, and how she found her voice.

In fact, one of the most emotional points for me personally in the documentary is when a friend of hers that was in one of her early bands recounts how she was voted Ugliest Man. I cried. I cried for her, for what she must have felt, and how you could hear the years of hurt in her voice when she sang.

To me this film highlights her lows and highs, talks about her drug use and her search for happiness, it makes her real.

We see how she first left Port Arthur, how she ended up in Austin, then San Francisco, then back to Port Arthur, and then San Francisco again when she joined Big Brother and the Holding Co (and then all the way to her solo career and Woodstock performance).

We see how she found love and lost it just as quickly only to find solace in her craft.

We also see how she attended the first pop festival of all time, how she signed to her first label, her epic Woodstock performance, and the rise of this counter culture that came along with her.

I know I probably shouldn’t say that I look up to a woman who eventually died as a result of drug use, but I do. She was too modern for her time and she didn’t seem to mind, she ran with it instead. I admire that.

Apart from the story of this striking woman, the film also manages to beautifully stitch interviews, performances, and stories together to form this raw portrayal of Joplin. The cinematography is awe inducing, the voice over of some of the letters she wrote to her family resonate with the viewer, and the anecdotes from her friends and family bring her back to life in a sense.

This documentary is an exceptional piece of work that bring back perhaps one of the most incredible musicians and lost souls we’ve ever seen and I couldn’t recommend it more.


15/10 would recommend and would definitely recommend

10/10 for graphics and remastered videos of performances/interviews

10/10 for the narrative and use of letters

12/10 for playing with my heart

So, I guess this is

Andrea O. :(

I’ll see you on Wednesday!