Trump: What’s the Deal? Review

So, I sat down to watch “Trump: What’s the Deal?” last night. I’m still processing, honestly. You’ve got this documentary from back in the day—1991, I think—directed by Fredric Golding. It digs into the life and business messes of Donald Trump long before he became, well, you-know-who. The title alone makes you expect some juicy revelations, but… not so fast, my friend.

The film promises a peek behind the golden curtain, which is intriguing for obvious reasons. But, let me tell you, it was like finding out what’s in that old köttbullar recipe from mom: not really surprising but still kinda comforting, you know? Although, I had hoped for more than just old family tales.

The documentary doesn’t boast big names, no De Niro or Nicholson here, just real folks with real stories. The producers were a group of investigative journalist sorts who, in hindsight, clearly had an axe to grind with old Donald. It’s more like a time capsule of the neon-lit walls of capitalism of the 80s. You could almost smell the hairspray and feel the shoulder pads.

Remember that rainy afternoon in Stockholm back in ’95 when we ducked into a cinema just to escape the weather? Watching this doc felt a bit like that—damp and curious but not entirely fulfilling. There’s this nostalgic feel, like seeing an old Bettans kitchen wallpaper that somehow has survived all trends and time.

Issues are there for sure—some bits felt dragged out, like waiting for a pendeltåg delayed by leaves. But it’s strong on the atmosphere. If you’re into nostalgia trips or you just enjoy trying to unravel a meaty little mystery—kind of like why IKEA instructions are so cryptic—this film might just tickle your fancy.

So, do I recommend it? Well, grab a kanelbulle and decide for yourself!

Check the trailer below