Given that some of its talking heads are no longer of this world, How to Live Forever quite clearly fails to provide the answer to its titular objective. Worse, however, is that it only dispenses aphorisms that one soon suspects director Mark Wexlerwho positions his documentary as a personal inquiry into mortality motivated by his mothers passingalready knew before he began the project. Investigating humanitys hunger for everlasting existence, the director bounces between numerous subjects, including the late fitness guru Jack LaLanne, hormone-promoting Suzanne Somers, scientists who predict a forthcoming pharmaceutical- and/or nanobot-aided fountain of youth, a 72-year-old Japanese elder porn director/star, and a 101-year-old British marathon runner who habitually drinks and smokes. The sturdiest common thread explored in these vignettes is the distinction between simple longevity and the length of quality health, but the films primary message is of a painfully obvious sort: Eating well, exercise, a positive attitude, and good genes all help postpone ones inevitable date with the Grim Reaper. Eventually, Wexler cant quell his inner Morgan Spurlock, making himself the center of attention and going so far as to visit a medium in order to converse with his deceased mom. Suffice it to say, lifes too short for such self-indulgent glibness.
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