This unnerving, probing documentary about child prodigy Marla Olmstead may seem like a con game to some as it battles to remain even-minded.
But My Kid Could Paint That proves filmmaker Amir Bar-Lev can brush some intimate strokes into Marla's life as her abstract art sold hundreds of thousand of dollars.
The idea of Jackson Pollack's claim to fame comes into play and her father Mark and the gallery owner that helped her become part of a tricky debate. A "60 Minutes" piece had a psychologist conclude that Marla didn't produce the random smushings completely herself.
Some smart observation is provided by a critic from the New York Times and near the finish there is some interesting, emotional discourse with Marla's parents.
My Kid Could Paint That is heartfelt, visually vibrant, and ultimately open-ended as some will feel it off-putting without a clear resolution.