Didn’t have the patience. Caveh Zahedi does an admirably honest and mildly entertaining job dramatizing his life, but perhaps it’s a little too honest and not quite entertaining enough. Do I really want to watch some guy reenact his rape fantasies with a porn star, or have him tell me about his masturbation habits as if there was nothing more fascinating in the world? Do you?
So I turned it off. Unprofessional, I suppose, but there’s a war on and a film festival and I really can’t be bothered. But here’s what’s curious: if this wasn’t advertised as a true story, I’m sure I would have yanked it much sooner–so there’s a lesson here about memoir vs. fiction.
I Am a Sex Addict, Caveh Zahedi, 2006. *