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Miles Davis drama diminishes domestic abuse

  • 17 June 2016



Miles Ahead (M). Director: Don Cheadle. Starring: Don Cheadle, Ewan McGregor, Emayatzy Corinealdi. 101 minutes

The original title for this semi-fictional biopic about jazz great Miles Davis was Kill the Trumpet Player. In a way it would have been a more fitting moniker than the hokey, hollow pun 'miles ahead' that made its way onto movie posters. It better evokes the 'biography as gangster movie' mode in which the film operates. The switch to a more genteel title however reflects a deeper identity crisis within the film itself. Iconoclasm grapples with reverence. In the end reverence wins, to the film's detriment.

It opens in the late 1970s with Davis (played by Cheadle, who also co-wrote and serves as first-time director) living alone, battling chronic pain from a hip operation, and existing in a haze of drugs, booze, creative impoverishment and bad memories. A (fictional) Rolling Stone reporter, Dave Braden (McGregor) shows up, chasing a story by trying to coax Davis out of retirement. When a recording of new music is stolen from Davis' home, Braden is dragged into helping a gun-toting Davis get it back.

It's no surprise to find that Cheadle's performance is terrific; he is a fine actor. He learned to play the trumpet for the role, and does a convincing job of emulating the technique and mannerisms of the trumpet player. His world-weary, tough-talking 1970s Davis is a treat to behold, his voice a wreck but replete with menace and hard-won wisdom, his posture bold despite his pronounced limp. McGregor's Braden is softer and sneakier. As a cinematic double act, they work.

Yet the film bears the marks of a long-time actor who has decided he has what it takes to transition to directing. You get the sense Cheadle as director didn't want to make a mere movie; this is a Film.


"The flashbacks deal with Davis' (documented) abuse of his wife Frances Taylor, but only to show us why 1970s Davis is so desolate. Taylor herself is marginalised."


As such there are moments of artsy artifice that take the viewer out of the experience, rather than more deeply into it. It's not enough for Cheadle the filmmaker to cut to a flashback, for example. Instead he has Davis open a door in the back of an elevator and peer through to a scene from his past.

This overbearing artifice extends to the film's structure. It includes two timelines: the main one features the