Crazy Richard/I Can't Even Think Straight
Reality television rips open the envelope, documenting the resurrection of a nation's highest paid and former drug addicted child star. Following a childhood near-fatal overdose, Richard Veide, realizes that his years of glamor as the most popular star status are tuned-out. He flips to a late-night sitcom, "I Can't Even Think Straight", where he stars as a promiscuous gay teenager.  Hot shot filmmaker Katrina Matters shoots behind the scenes, to become enmeshed in the drama of Richard's insatiable quest for fame. Will Katrina shut the camera off before she pushes the fallen angel too far? Is there a line between reality, entertainment and good taste?