The name [One Plus One] is a misdirection: nothing adds up in this movie. Often as transfixing as it is unendurable, the film is lesser than the sum of some of its parts. It demands a new math, working best when subtracted and divided. . . . Yet even with all its politically tumid longueurs, Sympathy for the Devil is still . . . one of the best portraits of an excessively chronicled band.
September 07, 2018