It's directed by Jeff Feuerzeig and I found it to be fascinating. It's distrubed by Sony Classics:

http://www.sonyclassics.com/devilanddaniel/

At the height of Nirvanamania in the early '90s, a record company executive visited Daniel Johnston in the mental hospital and tried to sign him to a record deal, largely because Nirvana's Kurt Cobain kept wearing a T-shirt advertising Johnston's homemade cassette, "Hi, How Are You?" The fascinating documentary "The Devil and Daniel Johnston," which won a prize at Sundance, never runs short of ironies. An outsider artist in the field of indie rock, Johnston is a geeky manic depressive who has compulsively written and recorded his homemade songs since he was a teen. His songs have been recorded by a number of well-known acts, including Tom Waits and Pearl Jam. Whether Johnston is a genius or a wonderful anomaly remains to be seen, but director Jeff Feuerzeig has stitched together a detailed portrait of the artist's life and music that is never less than compelling. Johnston, it seems, has trained an 8mm camera on himself most of his life. Grainy home movies capture the artist as a young goofball. Tape cassettes that served as his audio diaries catch his hectoring mother berating him, his whispered thoughts fresh in the wake of incidents they describe. When Johnston goes to New York to work in the studio with members of Sonic Youth, cameras capture it all. With raw material like this, Feuerzeig never has to explain anything. He can show Johnston and his strangely appealing music -- simple songs rich in wordplay and direct, unvarnished sentiments. With Johnston's long-suffering mother and father, brother and sisters, and some friends telling the story in interviews, Johnston emerges as a devout Christian who loves the Beatles and does daily battle with demons and Satan, someone who desperately wants to be famous but viciously undermines whatever success he does manage to create. His drawings and songs are the storyboards and soundtrack to his life. Word first spread in the early '80s about a kid from Chester, W. Va., who wrote hundreds of songs about unrequited love for a girl named Laurie who married an undertaker. At first, he didn't know how to dub his homemade cassettes, so he simply re-recorded fresh versions of the songs for every copy. In Austin, Texas, in the early '80s, he wormed his way onto MTV and later, with the ringing T-shirt endorsement of Cobain, actually landed a major label record deal, releasing an album nobody noticed. Along the way, he attracted believers such as Kathy McCarty, an Austin musician and onetime "girlfriend" who recorded an album of Johnston's songs, "Dead Dog's Eyeball," and Jeff Tartakov, a former manager who spent more than 20 years husbanding Johnston's sprawling oeuvre. With a story that would be hard to invent, "The Devil and Daniel Johnston" is a one-of-a-kind cinematic experience. This musician may not be a genius along the lines of Brain Wilson, as Feuerzeig claims, but Johnston has a knack for revealing innermost thoughts in an offhand way that is eerie and uncanny.

-- Joel Selvin