Iron Mike

I watched "Tyson" nearly 24 hours ago and I'm still thoroughly in its grip. I don't think I've been as mentally and emotionally possessed by a documentary since "Fahrenheit 9/11". I am still, after hours of reflection, completely conflicted as to how I should feel about Mike Tyson. You find yourself immediately drawn to him, and then repulsed just as quickly. The whole thing was basically an event of visceral contrasts, at least for me. I felt equal parts warmth and shear terror. Ok look, I still am not sure how to feel about him, so I'll leave it at that. Please see this movie and let me know what you think. It's utterly mesmerizing.