Tupac Resurrection
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Pieced together seven years after his death through an array of sound bites from conversations, interviews, and recorded thoughts, Tupac: Resurrection successfully separates “2Pac,” entertainer extraordinaire from Tupac Amaru Shakur, son of Afeni Shakur.
Far from the typical superficial fare of documentaries, Tupac: Resurrection is presented in a very deeply earnest matter-of-fact style. As such, it occupies a unique place in the realm of documentaries and is presented in more of a candid autobiographical style. We learn through his very own words his degree of contemplation, introspection and culpability. We learn of all his demons, flaws, and misdeeds in a surprisingly subjective fashion. Brutally honest in his approach, we learn that he is anything but a role model. Growing up in abject poverty with next to nothing and then suddenly achieving astronomical stardom and global recognition, we learn that he was as much a victim of his own success as his hedonistic excess. We learn that in spite of the gaudy jewelry, expensive cars, mansions filled with champagne and loose women, this persona of Tupac Shakur was simply a faзade. It was a faзade that was mass marketed to an insatiable MTV audience, one three-minute video at a time.
Tupac Shakur was an articulate, philosophical, and spiritual individual who through his music was as cognizant of life as he was of the eerie foreshadowing of his own eventual and untimely death. In his music, he was a dangerous, gun-toting, drug slinging,