When you were in high school or college you may have gotten hold of a video camera and made a movie with your friends. This is that very same movie, except all your friends are now Hollywood stars of varying degrees of fame and you, the director, are a sleazy paparazzi guy who knows a few people who know a few people.
For starters, the premise is ludicrous--Rich Hollywood stars go to a pawn shop to buy expensive digital movie cameras, presumably much poorer wannabe stars buy the same camera at the same pawn shop to make basic video missives, and at least one wealthy guy is dumb enough to buy five of these $3000+ cameras just for home "security" use. Many of the stars seem to be begrudgingly participating, and others seem genuinely annoyed. A scene with Carol Alt is kind of "good" in that you really start to wonder if this is some underground homemade movie from a creepy guy with zero class or social skills.
Jack Nicholson's cameo is taken from what appears to be a real wedding, and while he is pleasant and accommodating, the scene adds to the suspicion that the film is merely the product of an aggressive opportunist orbiting the periphery of Hollywood.
Everything on the cutting room floor was swept up and placed into the extra features. This includes an endless number of takes from Eha Ursalu's "video breakup" scene and a cheesy 80s short film that produces nary a chuckle.
For starters, the premise is ludicrous--Rich Hollywood stars go to a pawn shop to buy expensive digital movie cameras, presumably much poorer wannabe stars buy the same camera at the same pawn shop to make basic video missives, and at least one wealthy guy is dumb enough to buy five of these $3000+ cameras just for home "security" use. Many of the stars seem to be begrudgingly participating, and others seem genuinely annoyed. A scene with Carol Alt is kind of "good" in that you really start to wonder if this is some underground homemade movie from a creepy guy with zero class or social skills.
Jack Nicholson's cameo is taken from what appears to be a real wedding, and while he is pleasant and accommodating, the scene adds to the suspicion that the film is merely the product of an aggressive opportunist orbiting the periphery of Hollywood.
Everything on the cutting room floor was swept up and placed into the extra features. This includes an endless number of takes from Eha Ursalu's "video breakup" scene and a cheesy 80s short film that produces nary a chuckle.