Get On Up (Universal) is about as non-traditional as a biopic can get. Sure, it employs the usual flashback techniques and also paints a dreary childhood picture (see also Ray, Lady Sings The Blues) of the film's subject, James Brown (well-played by Chadwick Boseman), as a way of portraying why he was so driven to achieve maximum success. But Get On Up relies far more on humor and camp than you might expect.
That might have something to do with the sensibility of gay actor/director Tate Taylor (The Help). Taylor had Brown regularly breaking down the fourth wall, virtually winking and elbowing the audience. It was an unexpected touch that served to humanize the Godfather of Soul. It's hard to imagine a straight director (ahem, Clint Eastwood) handling the scenes between Brown and Little Richard (Brandon Smith) with such finesse. Taylor also wisely included The Help cast members Viola Davis (as James' mother Susie in a performance worthy of a Best Supporting Actress nod from Oscar) and Oscar-winner Octavia Spencer (as James' Aunt Honey, a madam), to play two of the most influential women in Brown's life.
As much a story about one of the most important artists in the history of 20th century music, as it is a portrait of friendships and long-lasting relationships, Get On Up allows us to feel empathy for Brown. From his business camaraderie with record exec Ben (Dan Aykroyd) to his volatile marriage to DeeDee (Jill Scott) and ultimately his fragile devotion to fellow musician Bobby Byrd (Nelsan Ellis, who plays gay LaFayette on True Blood and was also in The Help), Brown became a better person. Of course, that didn't stop him from shooting up an office space full of people with a shotgun in 1988 because someone used his bathroom.
The only complaint is that Get On Up could have been about 30 minutes shorter, which would have made getting on up out of your seat an easier feat after the credits rolled.