He was the notorious clown prince of rap super-group The Wu-Tang Clan, and like many another hip-hop icon, his story is set for the big screen treatment.

But for now, “Dirty: The Official ODB Biography,” an intimate portrait of the artist born Russell Tyrone Jones, is set for a DVD release on Nov. 10. The independently financed and distributed documentary is backed by ZuFilms, SKD USA and Entertainment One.

Established three-and-a-half years ago, ZuFilms was founded by Stephon Turner, aka Raison Allah, of the Wu-Tang affiliated rap group Brooklyn Zu, specifically to bring the story of Turner’s cousin to life.

The documentary, produced and directed by Turner, traces ODB’s early life in Brooklyn to his transformation into Ol’ Dirty, his solo recording and producing career, the sensational trials and tribulations and his passing on Nov. 13, 2004 — two days before his 36th birthday,

Notable moments include a scene from 1998 Grammys when ODB crashed the stage during someone else’s acceptance speech, having lost the Best Rap Album award to Puff Daddy.

“ … Wu-Tang is for the children. We teach the children. You know what I mean? Puffy is good, but Wu-Tang is the best, Okay? I want you all to know that this is ODB, and I love you all. Peace!”

Then there was the 1995 MTV profile which captured ODB and two of his 13 children arriving in a limousine to a New York State welfare office to pick up a check while his latest album was still in the Top 10 of the U.S. charts.

Nevertheless, friends noted that ODB was also the kind of person who would literally give you the shirt off his back.

In February 1998, having witnessed a car accident from the window of his Brooklyn recording studio, he and a friend corralled a dozen onlookers to lift a Ford Mustang off 4-year-old Maati Lovell.

ODB later frequently visited Lovell in the hospital under an assumed name until he was spotted by the media.

“He stepped in and he did something,” says Maati’s mother Maxine Lovell on the documentary, “while everyone else was just shouting beat the driver, beat the driver.”

Along the way there are funny and touching commentaries from his family, friends and fans and the man himself, whose multiple personas — Big Baby Jesus, Dirt McGirt, Osirus, The Drunken Master Styles — reflected a seemingly irrepressible talent.

Turner, speaking in Los Angeles before heading to New York for the DVD’s release, said: “We grew up together as kids. … Dirty was my right-hand man.”

“Firstly, this film is the ultimate look at his life, death and legacy,” he added. “You see him saving a child’s life, being around his family; his loving kids, mother, father, brothers, sisters, nieces and nephews. It’s coming from the people that knew him before he was ODB, that’s what people need to know.”

According to Turner, his cousin’s death left a void that acted as a the trigger for the project.

“A part of me died with him, but I looked up and said ‘Dirty, I can’t go on like this, beating myself up. I’m gonna make sure the world doesn’t forget you.’”

Turner recalled: “I had all this raw footage. Whenever we had a family reunion or party for ourselves or for the kids, someone would pull out a video camera. So, I came to L.A. where one of my friends introduced me to an editor who was this Wu fanatic.

“I gave him the footage and we came up with this beautiful trailer,” said Turner, who is also planning a feature film on ODB. “I was in tears, it was like we were bringing Dirty back. I got with [Wu member] RZA, who is an executive producer, and we came up with some money to get this thing going. I put an ad on Craigslist and we got a whole production team and went back to New York to shoot more interviews.”

Turner revealed that the whole experience of being a first-time filmmaker was remarkably smooth, except for the legal aspect.

“The only challenge was the paperwork,” he said. “After writing, producing, directing and putting the pieces together, people were like, ‘You’ve got the clearances?’ I didn’t know anything about that. That’s real work right there, because without the paperwork there’s no movie.”