It’s an impressive piece of work, and its neutrality is one of admirable film making
What Whitney shows, so glaringly, is how strongly her family influenced her life. Whether they had the right to or not is irrelevant in the sense that Whitney is effectively an historical recounting of Whitney Houston’s life. This is a film looking to delve into the reasons Whitney turned to drugs, the reasons she went through so much turmoil, and essentially, the reason she died.
Director Kevin MacDonald does an incredible job of letting those who spent huge amounts of time around Whitney incriminate themselves morally. The questions he poses them, and more importantly the answers they give him, are remarkable. The way some of those who were closest to the singer almost dismiss her entirely, during an interview about Whitney, for a documentary about her death, is both disgusting and harrowing.
MacDonald shows so starkly, unashamedly in fact, the way Whitney was twisted into the person they wanted her to be, clawing away at her fame and popularity as if it were their own. Whitney’s heart and thirst for a loving family shows so clearly throughout, it simply exposes how appallingly some of those around her acted, abusing the trust she had in them.
Whitney becomes a vehicle to show the truth behind the story. Not one to take sides, but one to place the truth in the limelight. MacDonald ensures that the film doesn’t give the impression that Whitney was an angel, because swaying from the truth devalues the content. This is a film solely about exposing the truth, and for that, it becomes an astonishing revelation.
Uncovering such vital details, dripping them through the film, Whitney not only supplies sizeable answers to many questions remaining after her death, but offers insight into questions that weren’t even on the agenda before production. It’s an impressive piece of work, and its neutrality is one of admirable film making.