How to Live Forever should be called so you don’t want to die, you’re a filmmaker, and you want a tax deduction to investigate how to postpone the inevitable. No, Ridley Scott did not make it. It is exhaustive in its approach, but not particularly enlightening or consistently interesting. Mark Wexler should get kudos for having enough connections to conduct quirky interviews with high profile figures, but the organization is haphazard and random. The real story is Wexler’s grief over his mother’s death and how it is forced to confront his own mortality, but that story gets buried under quirky centenarians, health experts, Jack LaLanne and Suzanne Sommers. If you’re looking for an entertaining diversion, watch How to Live Forever, but if you want something deeper, watch PBS. Warning: there is a brief segment with an elderly porn star, and mom nearly fell off the couch as she clutched her pearls in horror.