“Shep Gordon is the nicest person I’ve ever met,” says Mike Myers, who co-directed this playful ode to one of the most connected guys on the planet. Gordon, dorky but clearly a networking ninja, stumbled into the agent biz in the ’60s after meeting Jimi Hendrix and Janis Joplin. His first client was shock rocker Alice Cooper, for whom he cooked up one p.r. stunt after another.
Gordon’s a swell raconteur, if an unreliable one: A tale about meeting chef Roger Vergé is annotated as faulty (“Shep was very high”). But there’s no doubting the star power of his clients, pals and lovers (Sharon Stone’s one ex). He’s also the guy who put Emeril on the map, shrewdly inventing the celeb-chef phenomenon.
As much fun as it is, this all-star tribute is awfully one-note, never questioning Gordon’s seemingly casual habit of befriending only the ultra-famous. It also never gets much input from women on this “Supermensch” skirt-chaser, who’s shown in one old photo wearing a tee that says “No head, no backstage pass.”