I Am Heath Ledger, Grade: B

Available on digital and DVD on Tuesday.

It seemed the world was just getting to know Heath Ledger, an Australian actor with rock-star charisma, when he died in January 2008. He was only 28 years old, but already he had rocketed through several stages of his career: The dreamy leading man in 10 Things I Hate About You, the straight star who played gay in Brokeback Mountain and, most famously, the psychotic Joker in Christopher Nolanโ€™s The Dark Knight. That breathtaking performance seemed to announce the arrival of a new Brando, Pacino or Daniel Day-Lewis.

Instead, Ledger became the new James Dean. While filming Terry Gilliamโ€™s The Imaginarium of Doctor Parnassus, Ledger died of an accidental overdose of prescription medications. I Am Heath Ledger, which premiered at last monthโ€™s Tribeca Film Festival, makes the case that the young actor was only beginning to tap into his full potential.

Any time a fast-rising talent dies young, his story can become romanticized and mythologized. I Am Heath Ledger falls into that trap at times, painting its subject as a larger-than-life figure who burned too bright for our world. Nevertheless, I Am Heath Ledger, directed by Derik Murray (whose I Am series includes Chris Farley and Evel Knievel), offers several interesting angles on Ledger as an artist and as a person.

The first surprise is that Ledger carried a camera โ€” either still or video โ€” at nearly all times, and much of his personal footage provides the basis for this film. Some of the segments are fascinating. We see a snippet of Ledger practicing the twitch that would become the Jokerโ€™s smile, along with an extended sequence of the actor racing through a hotel on a secret โ€œmission.โ€

(He never breaks character, even around baffled bellhops.) The first is an example of craft, the second an exercise in commitment โ€” two hallmarks of Ledgerโ€™s finest performances.

We also get a sense of life within Ledgerโ€™s orbit, and it looks like fun. Naomi Watts and Ben Mendelsohn (Rogue One) describe Ledgerโ€™s Los Angeles home as a crash-pad for Aussie actors of all stripes, be they successful or struggling. โ€œI had nothing going on, work-wise,โ€ says Mendelsohn. โ€œAnd it sort of didnโ€™t matter.โ€

For the musician Ben Harper, a close friend, Ledgerโ€™s generosity came in the form of a grand piano delivered to his home.

There are two notable absences here. One is Ledgerโ€™s former partner and mother to his child, Michelle Williams (though she has given this film her blessing). The other is Nolan, who directed Ledger in a performance that earned a rare posthumous Oscar.

Still, family members and friends provide a vivid picture of Ledger as a creative whirlwind whose next career move was to direct. (Ledger planned to adapt Walter Tevisโ€™ cult novel The Queenโ€™s Gambit into a film.)

โ€œThe truth is, he was happy and living life,โ€ said Ledgerโ€™s agent, Steve Alexander, of the actorโ€™s final months.

โ€œHe wasnโ€™t wanting to go anywhere but forward.โ€