I went to the Alice Neel movie. The filmmaker actually flashed had our portrait "Cindy Nemser and Chuck" on screen for a second as well as her amazing portrait of John Perreault displaying every inch of himself. There were other paintings of course, but none of the subjects were identified or any connection made of their relation to the artist and Alice, aside from her commissions, was very particular as to whom she painted. She saw herself as a collector of souls depicting the human comedy. The movie was of great interest to me because I could fill in all the facts of her life and art that the film left out. But the friend who came with me to the movie did not know Alice's work or history so she did not find it scintilating and I could see why. The filmmaker, her grandson Andrew Neel had some sort of an ax to grind with his father Hartley Neel and used this film about his great artist grandmother to continue to attack him. The art historians who were brought in to comment on her art were unfortunately dull academcians. If the film had been done by a more objective filmmaker it could gave been galvanizing Alice Neel was one of the most astute and gifted artists that I ever met and her life was made for a great novelist of the nineteenth century like Balzac or Zola.