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I'm Still Here
Even listening to the reviews of I'm Still Here is making me squirm. While I can watch the FAIL videos and laugh, seeing people make asses of themselves in reality TV makes me very uncomfortable. I would multiply that discomfort by ten if the supposed documentary of Joaquin Pheonix's breakdown is the real thing. It's the question of how real this thing is and how much that matters that has caught me, when normally a film like this would be instantly repulsive.
I don't think I'll see I'm Still Here unless a trusted someone, who shares my same kind of squicks, recommends itto me. For now I'll just stick to the reviews, boogling at what might be the most public burnout ever.
I don't think I'll see I'm Still Here unless a trusted someone, who shares my same kind of squicks, recommends itto me. For now I'll just stick to the reviews, boogling at what might be the most public burnout ever.

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