Overheard at Guest of Cindy Sherman Screening

"It became, like, a therapy session," griped one young man smoking outside.

"It was much better than I thought it'd be. I thought I'd be cringing but I wasn't. It was much less 'me me me me me' than I thought," said a woman walking with her art-world husband.

In the audience, a documentarian tried to curry favor with an older couple:
"Don't say anything! Don't make a scene!" said the wife to her husband. Once they sat and started talking about the film, the guy behind them asked whether they generally put money into films, and why?
"We know a lot of filmmakers."
"No, we've been to Sundance twice."
"You ever put money into documentaries?" asked the director.
"No."
Silence.
"We don't have that much money."
Then the couple started to talk about their recent move into their Connecticut summer house.

Later, the same couple opined on the movie's chances in the market:
"The gallery owner is the new rock star, and that is why this movie will do well. It won't do well in the multiplex in Iowa."
"It will do well in big cities: New York, LA, Chicago, Boston, London—"
"Most of it was filmed in London."
"How do you remember this?" asked the wife.
"The guy [Paul H-O] was cable access. He's amazingly self-deprecating. He plays himself as the court jester."

Cindy Sherman recently disassociated herself with this film in a recent statement.