A charming and reassuring film. Strictly as a documentary, it borders on hagiography and possesses blind spots—Fred's parents; Fred's courtship with his wife; Fred's relationship with his own children; a more detailed and tactile sense of the Pittsburgh television industry in the late 1960s; a more specific exploration of Fred's stance on issues, such as Vietnam or the civil-rights movement; the design of his myriad puppets—but it marvelously uses archival footage to convey (and by extension argue for the nobility of) the Mister Rogers brand of civility and compassion. It plays as an hour-and-a-half embrace for every viewer's inner child.