This is a film that I would never view out of choice. As a personal acquaintance of the director, I decided to hit play and see where it went. It was truly painful to watch: Not for lack of quality but for abundance of honesty. Public self-examination is not entertainment. The film is not a celebration of profligacy, misogyny, or alchoholism, but a crystal clear view of self-loathing.
Imagine putting your private life on a 20' screen. As a former catholic, it reminds me of the sacrament of confession without the privacy of a confessional: its sole purpose to obtain penance. The truly self-absorbed individual has no need or desire to examine their self-absorption.
Like 'Barfly' or 'Lenny', the film compells the viewer to despise the protaganist for his lack of any saving grace. Both of these films were also painful for me to watch. But each in their own way examined the self-destruction of a suffering intellect. 'Crazy Eyes' is a microscopical window on the suffering intellect of the director.
Many of the harshest reviews of the film are economic, political, and gender whinings of the priveleged reviewers (Starbuck's latte award for the reviewers and exactly how does reviewing films contribute to the enlightenment of mankind). Could anyone possibly sympathize with the protagonist? Unlikely, and certainly not the hope of the director. True penance is no bullshit.
Can I recommend this film? If you found the two aforementioned films engrossing, then you might find 'Crazy Eyes' to be well worth viewing; but be forewarned that it is not conventional LA entertainment. Like witnessing any suffering, it makes you uncomfortable.