But one day 'bout a year ago (can't remember where - internet? TV? mag?) saw one of his huge murals. Impressed by sheer size & had aesthetic epiphany. Although 'random' looking, his 'splashings' somehow seemed to have an overall visual 'coherence' - some sorta unified underlying structure, as if not so random after all. Mostly, it was very pleasing to look at. Very pretty, in fact, in all its messy chaos. Soothing on the eye, very few colours - not an explosion in a day-glo factory - but still nice & calm & warm. Very 'gentle' too, despite being 'energetic', often dark (hues), harried-looking & mentally hyper-stimulating [evoking profound curiosity & wonder]. After that, I've always liked him. Every time I see a Pollock, those same pleasurable sensations are aroused. I get him, now! Or at least get something from him - LOL. As they say: "I don't know much about art, but I know what I like." :-)
Camille Paglia (whose opinions on art matters I revere) thinks he's a genius ranking with Picasso. I wouldn't quite put him that high, but he's definitely a major figure IM-uneducated-O. In the movie [have no idea how true & autobigraphical it was] he's a real p*sshead. Hmm, I could be just like him if I drank more ;-)
He ends up crashing his car drunk, killing himself & passenger. I've always believed that anti-drink drive ad campaign: "If you drink & drive, you're a bloody idiot." Jackson Pollock was a Great Artist & a bloody idiot.