SnakesOnAnAfricanPlain
A fascinating watch as we see one man use film making as a kind of therapy. This has probably been done before, but never so openly. We follow Zahedi as he bluntly discusses his addiction to sex and prostitutes. Zahedi is an honest and endearing man. His naivety translates well into both comedy and genuine emotion. The constant breaking of the forth wall and laying out facts about the film's production, as well as his story, make this sometimes jumbled, but always enjoyable. I got a real feel for Zahedi, but this film doesn't wallow in self pity or excuse his actions. It's low budget helps Zahedi create some wonderful little quirks.
Courteousman
It was twice as good as Cats. Sure the women are way too good looking for him but his character was younger than the actor and presumably better looking, and just like with Hollywood movies the women are nice to look at, so what. It was a unique movie and I don't think its egomania that prompts him to do this autobiographical movie but just an honesty to show himself warts and all so we can see what he's learned. I thought it was funny and irreverent in an ultimately reverent sort of way. One reviewer pointed out his honesty both disgusts and attracts the women in the film much as it does for us the audience. We don't want to acknowledge being anything like him but for me I was grateful that he could honestly show us how he is and how we could be. Remember as he points out, the more he fed his desire in an effort to rid himself of it, the more he was a slave to the desires. That's a portrait of addictive behavior and only self awareness can provide a way out.
aussie-20
An unleashed, nonstop documentation of one man's thinly veiled attempt to annoy every available woman and prostitute he can find the nerve to approach. His addiction is not so much to having sex with prostitutes, but to endlessly approaching them, pricing the act, and then saying "I'll have to think about it." Lather, rinse, repeat, with every opportunity taken to confess his every thought to his current girlfriend in the supposed interests of honesty and openness.The redeeming realism of the film crops up in a fairly straightforward reporting of the hideous effects of this behavior. Do not expect much fun from the sexual adventures - there's some fairly graphic content, but it's about as joyless as it comes.
Dave
I am a sex addict follows the life of our director/ star as he tries to overcome his sex addiction. It is at times funny, creepy, and even disgusting.The film is very ambitious but it starts to fail pretty rapidly. One problem is the confusing narration of Caveh himself. In the beginning of the movie he begins to go off track explaining problems with locations, bitchy actresses, porn stars, etc. Things that really should not be explained are, its like being at a party with someone trying to tell you a 5 minute story that winds up being 20 minutes of a confusing tangent.Another thing is Caveh's own ego, instead of using a actor to play his younger self, Caveh insists on being the own star of his film. Something that he himself cant even pull off, there are times where it clearly reminds us of armature hour, with him not being able to keep a clear face in certain scenes.The point winds up getting lost in the shuffle as his recovery is never clearly explained. We are told he went to a sex addicts meeting but we never go deeper than a 4 minute scene most of which is with Caveh's narration. We are just told he "got better". HOW?! After 2 hours of this story you end it with "I just got better"? This made me want to slam my head against the wall.I Am A Sex Addict is entertaining at times (like watching a car wreck) but it tends to clearly get lost and we as an audience are the ones who suffer for it.
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