Jesus fucking christ.

The movie itself is nothing groundbreaking- it's actually kind of thinly made for a documentary and leans perhaps a bit too much on emotions for my taste.

But being exposed to the details of this persons plight and struggle literally filled me with dread and anger as I was watching.

It's absurd. How can one of the biggest contemporary artists be reduced to a child with no personal rights and be transformed into a money making machine selflessly filling the pockets of the few people that were supposed to protect her?

How could the American legal system let her piece of shit father of hers completely destroy her life like that in front of our eyes?

Also what the fuck was her mother doing through all of this exactly?

PS - that Adnan guy actually seemed to be the most decent person out of all of the bunch.