Don’t Forget Me review – Eddie Cochran bio-doc boasts top-notch roster of talking heads

Director Kirsty Bell alternates archival footage with tacky dramatised filler, but it’s the breadth of appreciation, from Keith Richards to Kiefer Sutherland that impresses No one could argue that rock’n’roll legend Eddie Cochran isn’t worthy of a birth-to-untimely-death bio-doc; it’s almost shocking that this is the first one to be made. But if truth be told, director Kirsty Bell’s effort is stretched so thin to make a feature-length running time you can practically see through the screen. Also it’s so old-fashioned in its structure it plays almost like a tongue-in-cheek parody. The film deploys just about every scrap of archive material...