Colorado. Shaq. Jordan.

There are multiple stories that surround the life of Kobe Bean Bryant. The one constant is basketball. Because since 13 and for the last two decades, it’s the one thing we’ve been able to tie Bryant to. A maniacal, obsessively, demanding individual who wants nothing more than to win on the basketball court. It’s the same sick hunger that fueled Michael Jordan, the same hunger that will soon take over Russell Westbrook whether we want to leave it off the table or not. Kobe decided at 13 to play with a rage. In his words, he “fucking loved it”. In order to fully take advantage of your life, you’ve got to be completely in love with something. For Kobe, it’s been basketball. It has always been basketball.

Kobe Bryant’s Muse, a documentary directed by Gotham Chopra is 83 minutes of Kobe unfiltered. The original pitch was a glowing documentary that celebrated Kobe’s career accomplishments with interviews from former teammates and coaches. Instead, we get something much more revealing and endearing. Every up and down in Kobe’s career, save for the feint allusions to the 2004 sexual assault trial gets mentioned. There’s Bryant, staring into a camera, unflinching and ready to reveal everything, such as the fact that he’s at fault for many of his marital issues to his wife Vanessa. How they lost a child due to miscarriage during the Colorado scandal.

That, plus the surrounding situation that could have put him away for life caused him to create The Black Mamba, and in turn become the NBA’s best villain.

There’s pivotal scenes mixed throughout Muse, such as how all of Kobe’s rehab treatment following his 2013 Achilles tear is in black and white, silent and mute. There’s also a scene about three quarters of the way through where there’s Kobe, inside of Staples Center hoisting up shots. Just him, the ball and the net. It’s where Muse returns to when it reaches its conclusion — and by then, even the strongest Kobe hater will respect a little bit from him.