Gibney, the Oscar-winning documentarian behind Taxi to the Dark Side and Going Clear , is an unlikely collaborator. He is a scalpel; Chase is a sledgehammer wrapped in Bergman-esque angst. Their pairing creates a fascinating tension. Gibney wants the truth. Chase wants the feeling of the truth. Over six hours (split into two feature-length parts for HBO), Wise Guy becomes less a "making of" and more a psychodrama about the man who made the thing that changed everything. The first part, titled “The Guy Who Didn’t Get the Girl,” is a masterclass in misdirection. It begins not with The Sopranos , but with Chase’s childhood in Clifton, New Jersey. His mother, Norma, was a sharp, anxious woman who once threw a plate of spaghetti against the wall because her husband, Henry, was late for dinner. His father, a hardware store owner, was a gentle, cowed presence. Gibney unearths home movies: young David at a birthday party, not laughing, staring at the cake as if trying to decode its meaning.
Through reenactments (a risky choice for Gibney, but rendered here with a dreamlike, almost Lynchian filter), we see the origins of Livia Soprano. Chase admits, for the first time on camera, that his mother once told him, “I wish you were never born.” He says it casually, then looks away. “But she made great manicotti,” he adds. The room laughs. It is the laugh of survivors. Wise Guy- David Chase and The Sopranos Miniseri...
The first image is not of Tony Soprano. It’s not a gun, a plate of gabagool, or the New Jersey Turnpike at dusk. According to the production notes for Alex Gibney’s two-part documentary miniseries, Wise Guy: David Chase and The Sopranos , the opening shot is a slow zoom into a therapist’s waiting room. Specifically, the waiting room of Dr. Jennifer Melfi. But the chair is empty. The camera holds. Then, a whisper of a voice: “You ever feel like you’re the smartest guy in the room, and also the most lost?” Gibney, the Oscar-winning documentarian behind Taxi to the