the first thing the terminally sick character in this fictional film does is to steal a comfort dog from the children's cancer ward of a hospital. the second thing is to declare loudly, that he wants to "fuck a hooker". now you know the intellectual and spiritual level of the people portrayed herein. no one here has escaped from their spoiled childhoods. neither the dying man nor his brother seem to have the slightest inkling of how to try to understand life, or to love someone other than by indulging themselves, striking a pose, spending unearned money, and having a frat party. i can certainly feel sorry for them, living or dying so pointlessly, but without any worthwhile qualities to offer, i found it impossible to care.
and of course, of course, this fake documentary is a fake documentary.
and of course, of course, this fake documentary is a fake documentary.
