The documentary is about a social-media celebrity named Tyler Oakley. His YouTube channel has nearly eight million subscribers. Nearly five million follow him on Twitter, and 5.5 million watch the stream of images on his Instagram account. Oakley also has a book of personal essays that was on the New York Times best-seller list for several weeks. But why is Oakley famous? What quality or talent does he have that justifies all of the hits his video blogs generate? The good thing about the documentary is it makes no effort whatsoever to ask (and therefore answer) questions of that nature. They are pointless. Oakley, it is understood, is famous because he is famous in the very same sense that financial assets are valuable because they are financial assets. Oakley grew up very white and in the suburbs. Judging from the documentary, there are no distinctions [about him]. And yet, some fans tremble when they get too close to him. Many even lack the physical ability to handle the brilliance of his presence. And here is where the documentary makes a big mistake: Its camera does not spend enough time gazing at the amazing effects that Oakley's fame has on the bodies of his young fans. CHARLES MUDEDE