SICK OF MYSELF
Not to be outdone by her narcissistic boyfriend, Signe manufactures drama to remain in the spotlight. The couple is absolute fraud who will do anything for attention. Their toxicity is contagious, figuratively speaking. When Signe finds that she receives less attention, she goes to drastic lengths to reclaim it.
The line between fantasy and reality blurs often enough to keep you guessing. This unhinged story of mental illness is undeniably shocking. Even more surprising is the message of disability treatment. Writer-director Kristoffer Borgli manages to weave this aspect into the story, if only briefly, before returning to the root of Signe’s narcissism. The special effects makeup team gives audiences a progressively evolving visual of Signe’s condition. It is eye-catching work. Costumes and color schemes noticeably pop, reminding us that this is a comedy.
Kristine Kujath Thorp is magnificent as Signe. Her ability to cry on cue serves the character at any given moment. Her self-absorption knows no bounds, and Thorp leans into obsessive and damaging behavior like a pro. Her performance feels effortless.
SICK OF MYSELF becomes a girl who cried wolf story. Through her self-mutilating plot, Signe is her worst enemy. But an addict only has two choices; feed the need or get better. A scathing takedown of self-aggrandizing behavior, this film is a must-see at BUFF 2023.
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