Surprised this has only 1 review. It's a fine documentary, sure with shades of solipsism, but will raise thoughts of art, artifice and authenticity. Oh and a great shot at or shout out to the old all-access cable TV world! Which was like pre-youtube for odd yahoos.
Sherman's work, which honestly I was minimally aware of, is interesting to see, as well as getting a sort of secret Salinger-esque look at Sherman herself. Are her photos self-involved or self-dissolved. Feels like both. But she emerges in her scenes with Paul H-O making this film almost feel like a love story directed by Michel Gondry.
To a degree, both Sherman and Paul strike me as the kind of "have the lobster" people who stumble into success. Just sort of see the world as an opportunity opening, granted they appear to take opposite entrances. One introverted the other extremely extroverted.
Anyways, I think this film deserves more attention. Possibly from you, and certainly from people who film themselves a lot. This might encourage you to keep doing so.
