Review: I’m Still Here
Casey Affleck documents his brother-in-law Joaquin
Phoenix’s rejection of the movie business to become a white rapper. With a
‘homeless guy’ beard. Lots of incoherent ranting, incoherent whining, and
incoherent rapping ensues.
I have seen this Casey Affleck (brother of Ben and Best
Supporting Actor Oscar-nominee for “The Assassination of Jesse James By The
Coward Robert Ford”) mockumentary long after the director’s interview where
he finally confessed that yes, this was all just a hoax. Personally, and I’m
not bragging but I picked it long beforehand. I kinda thought most people did,
actually. The infamous Dave Letterman interview, to be specific is where I
picked up on it. I’d seen Joaquin acting bizarrely on chat shows before (I
can’t remember if it was Leno or Conan, but I do remember one interview before
all of this where he was clearly on something the entire time), but this is
the interview everyone remembers. Part of that is because of Letterman’s
hilarious closing line to his rather uncooperative guest (the only time Dave
has ever made me laugh), but all through the interview, whenever Letterman
(who, depending on who you read, was either in on the joke or not) would crack
wise, you could clearly see Phoenix struggling to refrain from smiling. But it
doesn’t really bother me that this supposed look at Phoenix’s rejection of
acting for hip-hop was faked. What bothers me is that this film is a piece of
shit. And watching the film it is completely
and embarrassingly obvious that
the whole thing was fake (though Phoenix does
appear to be genuinely troubled in real-life, that I won’t deny). That’s
the ultimate irony, really. The ruse would’ve been best served without the
film’s release, yet the ruse was for the benefit of the film.
It’s just so poorly done, though. The film has
complete end credits for starters, with people credited as playing characters
who don’t share their real names. Oopsy. That’s actually Affleck’s dad in one
scene pretending to be Phoenix’s dad, whilst Affleck and Phoenix are even credited
as co-writers (writers of a supposedly un-scripted reality?!). And there’s no
way Affleck (his frigging brother-in-law) or anyone else would actually allow
Phoenix to snort cocaine and be shown hiring hookers on camera if it was real.
No effing way. There is lots of pot
being smoked on screen, though.
But it’s not just that, none of the people in the
film behave like anything other than characters in a movie. Sure, to use a
wrestling term it could be a ‘worked shoot’, but there’s a whole lot more ‘work’
(fake elements) to it than ‘shoot’ (reality). There’s way too many shots of
Joaquin’s celebrity ‘friends’ to start with. Oh, Danny Glover, Bruce Willis,
and Ben Stiller (who parodied his friend Joaquin’s persona and look at the
Oscars for cryin’ out loud!) just happened to bump into Joaquin at the exact
time there happens to be a documentary being made about this momentous change
in his life and career? I call bullshit on all y’all. Oh, yeah, I’m sure
they’re all close personal friends...right. Stiller is friends with him, though I think, and as soon as I saw him here
I immediately thought of his Oscars parody, thus confirming the stupid ruse.
Edward James Olmos’ cosmic hippie bullshit advice to Joaquin, meanwhile, plays
like a parody of his cosmic hippie bullshit spoken word thing at the Superbowl
a few years back. Either that, or Edward James Olmos genuinely doesn’t realise
just how freakin’ tripped-out he sounds. P. Diddy, for his part, appears to be
genuinely playing the role of P. Diddy rather than actually being him. There’s just something ‘off’
about him, like he knows this is all a joke and he’s desperately trying to play
the role of a guy not in on that joke, even though he quite clearly is. If he
weren’t, he’d be much more scathing about Joaquin’s pathetic ‘attempts’ at
rapping, something P. Diddy would hold too near and dear to his heart to let
some douchebag actor half-heartedly pretend to try his hand at (especially when
said douchebag actor would seem to be better suited to country or R&R, he
played and vocally mimicked Johnny Cash after all!). But because he’s in on the
joke, he holds back from busting a cap in Joaquin’s arse. Fine, except Diddy,
like everyone else in the film, isn’t remotely funny. No one, including
Affleck, seems to have a clue how to make a mockumentary with actual humour.
Also, there’s something rather foul around the edges
of all this. Even if Joaquin weren’t remotely troubled in real-life (and like I
said, I think he probably is a bit troubled, just look at his eyes in the
film), his pretending to be a drug-abusing, irritatingly narcissistic,
seemingly manic-depressive loser disillusioned with Hollywood...well, let’s
just say it left a bad taste in my mouth on account of a certain deceased
relative of his. There’s seemingly not a moment in the film where Phoenix isn’t
in some way chemically impaired (or pretending to be, which may be worse).
But for the most part, I was just bored shitless
here. It’s a stupid and pointless film that didn’t even succeed in what it was apparently
trying to do: Hoodwink mainstream media into gleefully exploiting the downfall
of a star and prove to people that ‘reality TV’ is scripted. Yes, some people
bought it, but a whole lotta people didn’t, including me. It was as believable
as John Malkovich leaving Hollywood to become a puppeteer. And when you’re
already aware of the ruse (and remember, the director himself is the one who
spilled the beans for God knows what reason at that point), it just becomes not
just a failure, but an agonisingly boring waste of time (it was a box-office
dud, too).
I find absolutely no entertainment value in watching
a genuinely talented actor with possible personal issues pretend to be even
more fucked up than he is, spending 100 odd minutes mumbling, rambling, doing
drugs (or simulating it), swearing non-stop (and unartfully) and generally just
wasting my damn time with his clearly obvious ‘performance’. Besides, who in
the hell doesn’t know that most
‘reality TV’ shows are scripted or at least carefully edited? No one’s that
stupid, surely. Even if Affleck’s film were a more convincing ruse, it would
still be a piece of shit, because it’s just the most off-putting and depressing
experience of the year.
Why did Phoenix and Affleck need to create such an
idiotic, uninteresting, objectionable, sad, depressing, and off-putting
‘character’ in order to make their point anyway? You might get something out of
this (will you watch it a second time, though?), I was bored out of my mind and
felt like showering for a week afterwards.
Rating: D
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