![]() The intimate nature of the three-act epic, which director Peter Jackson presents without the distancing effects of 50-years-later talking heads or narration, deepened my parasocial bond with a band that broke up long before I was born. Give it a few centuries for the fuss to die down.) (Note: I know some of you must be sick of hearing and reading about the Beatles by now. ![]() When soon-to-be Beatles manager Brian Epstein watched the band perform for the first time in 1961, he was struck not just by their appearance and sound but by their sense of humor and “personal charm.” Even though the band was approaching the precipice when it made Let It Be, Get Back is bursting with Beatles allure. Their charisma and rapport can’t be separated from their recordings-the former influenced the latter-but their appealing (if partly performative) public personas have almost as much to do with their undimmed legend as with the music they made. Get Back’s got a hold on me partly because the Beatles, in addition to having many other virtues, were a really great hang. Almost three weeks after the docuseries’ debut on Disney+, a piece of me is still stuck in 1969. I’ve had a hard time putting The Beatles: Get Back behind me, and not only because it’s eight hours long.
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