I just could not get into this movie. I think to get into a movie, you have to care about the characters, and I can't say that I was able to get into the whiny artist type. I could empathize with how hard it may be for a struggling artist, but someone who says he'll kill themselves in 3 years if he doesn't make it doesn't bring about a lot of empathy. Obviously, he doesn't have to be a role model, but wouldn't it have been a better movie to have a struggling artist who still has some redeeming values instead one who takes a childish view on life? As he is, I don't see this as someone who'd be an interesting subject for a movie. So while there's presumably some revelation/redemption in the movie but not enough to overcome the lack of interest in the main character.
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