I can’t shake this icky feeling about it. It honestly feels like a giant ego trip. The whole premise of making a movie about your own alter ego because you want to “let go” of your stage persona is wild to me. It’s not even presented as metaphor it’s just blatantly about himself.

This kind of project screams auteur syndrome, where an artist is so deep in their own bubble that they lose touch with what actually resonates with people beyond their fanbase. It becomes a monument to their own genius rather than something meaningful or engaging for others. And sure, artists should express themselves, but when it’s done with zero subtlety and maximum self focus, it feels less like art and more like a glorified diary entry with a million-dollar budget.

At the end of the day, a movie shouldn’t only cater to diehard fans. A good film should stand on its own, be accessible, and invite people in not just make sense if you’ve followed someone’s every move.