If you are looking for a movie about Jonathon Caouettes relationship with his schizophrenic mother - you have picked up the wrong film. In essence, this is a self-indulgent documentary about narcissistic Caouette. It actually turned my stomach to watch melodramatic Caouette strut his stuff in front of the cameras. Especially the final scenes, where he is discussing how concerned he is that he will turn out like his mother and seems to actually force the tears out - then goes downstairs to lay beside her on the sofa. The entire room of people I watched this with burst out in disgusted laughter. As Frin said, "From the synopsis I thought it was supposed to be about *her*" - and we were sadly disappointed to watch a film about Jonathon and what a great actor he is and how messed up he was and how talented he is with a camera. I take no issue with the re-enactments, it's the fact that this movie was supposed to be about his MOTHER and her illness, not about how much he loves to be in front of the camera. It took a full hour of watching before there was a scene of his mother that lasted longer than 30 seconds. I expected to be affected by this movie, but it has no emotional impact. If you are looking for a doc about troubled family relationships, try "My Flesh and Blood" or "Brother's Keeper" instead.
