FDo an exercise: ask someone in your family or a friend if they know Eddie Murphy. Then ask him if he saw it in a movie, on a sketch from “Saturday Night Live”, at an Oscar ceremony or any other show. Most likely, even though there is a huge ocean separating us from the United States of America, the answer is “yes”. In a new Netflix documentary dedicated to the career of one of the greatest actors and comedians of this and the last century, “I, Eddie”, we discover why a young black man from Long Island became so consensual in the show biz. It’s difficult to equate it. It’s almost impossible to imitate him. So consensual that even the leader of the Ku Klux Klan wanted to meet him — a word of honor, said by the comedian himself in the documentary. “Nothing interested him, when he started his career as a comedian I was afraid he would become a loafer”, jokes his mother right at the beginning. We correct it, with due respect. There was something that interested Eddie Murphy: “being famous”. And it is this film that you are going to see, very traditional, transparent, without major inventions and filled with testimonies from well-known faces in comedy, making “I, Eddie” go directly into the category of “comfort films”, with the Christmas season very close. It’s self-psychoanalysis with a history lesson in its own right. What more could you ask for?