My friend, Mo, loved Gordon Lightfoot all his life. Mo lived far away so I rarely saw him, and now I fear he has died, since his twice a year phone calls have stopped. As a memory signal to think of Mo, I have the album cover for "Summertime Dream" beautifully framed and on my wall. So when I saw this documentary I watched it for my friend who I believe has left this planet. After the first twenty minutes, I started to like the music way more than I dreamed I would, having just previously appreciated "Sundown." Talent is actually rare, especially songwriting. And the homage to his guitars was heartfelt. I imagine his guitars were the loves of his life, since he seemed, as many talented musicians are, lost to the people around him. For an few minutes I thought maybe he was not addicted to a substance, but lo and behold he had been an alcoholic. The film-makers, to their credit, dwelled on his songs and kept the camera from jumping around, so we felt as if we were listening to Gordon in person. I thought they did a very fine respectful job, Older Gordon was just delightful. A pleasure, this biography of the life of one of the top Canadian musicians. I gave it four stars for being a little long.