DIEGO
evered and reviled in varying measures, Diego Armando Maradona is at least still with us now. Unlike the subjects of Oscar-winning director Asif Kapadia’s two previous films, Ayrton Senna and Amy Winehouse, victims of a fast and slow car crash respectively.
Senna set the bar for what a sports documentary could be, forgoing the usual procession of talking heads in favour of eye-opening archive footage that cut to the heart of the sport and fragile humans obsessed with it. Whether you know or care about Formula One, it is a riveting watch that lingers long after the credits roll.
Diego Maradona certainly follows that template, and is a mesmerising two hours that delves into the psyche of the squat Argentine cheat and leaves the viewer with an unfamiliar sense of sympathy.
Where to begin with Maradona, or indeed, where to end? As readers will discover elsewhere in this magazine, his story continues in earnest to this day. Instead of attempting a chronological hagiography of his amazing life to date, the film distils the essence of the
