- Endless liberal social commentary from a white POV. There's a real Margaret Mead "Hello Pygmies!" tone in the production when discussing Black people.
- Reduction of complex individuals to Social symbols
- Pretentious talking heads/critics telling us what to think
- Pompous narration
- Celebrities giving us their silly "Layman's Opinions"
- Focus on a few "Big Names" while everyone else is ignored
What *exactly* Parker did that was so amazing is never really explained. We don't have enough time for that because Burns is talking endlessly about Heroin and Parker's private life. We also waste time on irrelevancies like (a) Dizzy had a female trombone player and (b) Armstrong played at an integrated club in 1947.
Summary: Every Ken Burns documentary seems made for a middle-aged woman who reads the NY Times and lives in Boston or SF. I had hoped "Jazz" would be different - but I was wrong. If you liked Burns' other Documentaries you might like this one. If not, and you want to learn about the history of Jazz - just google it, and listen to some CD's. Rating **
**So, if Episodes 9 or 10 were the series highlight, I'm out of luck.
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