The result is a satire that somehow doesn't feel satirical: comic yet humane.
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The New York Times by Jeannette Catsoulis
An enigmatic and utterly compelling story of incinerated art, unbridled egos and exotic plants.
TV Guide Magazine by Maitland McDonagh
Deraspe's film begins as a mystery and becomes a razor-sharp dissection of the self-promotion, pretension and deeply cynical inner workings of the art world. But her greatest achievement is painting the business of art as venal, corrupt, mendacious and built on false surfaces without suggesting that art itself is a form of glorious deception.
We also begin to suspect that Deraspe is putting us on - that this is a mockumentary, not a documentary. About the time that a bunch of grown men and women - stoned and drunk - start playing spin the bottle (spin the bottle!), we're certain that she's tricking us. Or is she? It's anybody's guess.