During roughly the last year of jazz trumpeter and singer Chet Baker’s life, fashion and art photographer Bruce Weber (Broken Noses), a passionate fan, followed Baker and his entourage with a film crew, interviewed some of his former wives and lovers, and came up with a two-hour black-and-white documentary (1989) that’s much more attentive to Baker as an emblem and iconfrom a pretty boy of the early 50s to a wasted junkie in the 80sthan to his music, which is almost never heard except as dreamy background. A gripping and affecting film with a striking noirish look (well photographed by Jeff Preiss), but also a rather dumb one that’s both enhanced and limited by Weber’s pie-eyed adoration of his subject. 119 min. (JR)