I Think We’re Alone Now (2008)
A documentary about two obsessed fans of the 80’s teen pop star Tiffany plays more as a sad portrait of two people who suffer from mental illness. The first devotee Jeff Turner is 50 and suffers from Aspergers syndrome. He is the more deluded of the two and feels that Tiffany is a close friend of his. He collects every new paper clipping, attends every signing and goes to all of her concerts at a sickening rate. What is really sad is that it seems like his obsession with Tiffany (and towards the end of the film Alyssa Milano) will keep him from being close to someone who he can be with (some would argue that his disease would keep him from that). He seems like a genuine likable guy but he fails to have very many close friends outside of his church and one close childhood friend. You start to wonder how obsessed he would be if he had some solid guidance in his life. To each his own i guess.
The second devotee is a hermaphrodite name Kelly McCormick. As if struggling with her gender identity wasn’t enough, Kelly suffered a traumatic bicycle accident in the early stages of her life and claims that she had a vision while in her coma that she was supposed to be with Tiffany. Kelly seems to have a slightly sicker obsession with Tiffany’s pictures plastered over all of the walls in her apartment. While her social life seems to be more substantial, her bouts of depression seem to grip her as she tries to fight through all of her problems.
This documentary was a little interesting but not overly exciting but it was good to see that the film maker didn’t have an agenda. I didn’t really learn much about Tiffany, but that doesn’t bother me that much.
Score: 6.0/10
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