I was saddened to hear about the death of documentary maker Morgan Spurlock a couple of weeks back, aged just 53. I'm sure I wasn't alone in wondering if the cancer that killed him might have started as a result of the trauma he inflicted on his own body while making his famous anti-fast food film, Super-Size Me.
I realised I hadn't heard Spurlock's name in some time, and it turns out that he resigned from his own production company a few years back after coming clean about a number of incidents of sexual misconduct in his past. He wanted to own up to and confront his wrongdoings - perhaps there was the germ of a documentary idea in that, but it never came to pass.
Super Size Me had a big impact on me when I first saw it back in 2004. I've not eaten at MacDonald's since.
Morgan Spurlock directed nearly 70 films in his career, including a documentary about One Direction. I'll spare you those guys. Instead, here's one of those bands Ben keeps trying to get me to listen to...
Been on a steady fast food diet
Like we're this generation's
Morgan Spurlock but we don't admit defeat
My body feels rejected
I can't say that I blame it
My heart keeps saying stay young
My lower back seems to disagree
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