After watching the movie I was shaken to my core. It was Dec 23, and I completely fell apart. I cried for two days straight, and I finally emailed Yaniv thanking them all for the film. I was honest, disclosing that I was the "Angela" in my situation, and told him the movie would change my life. What I did not share was the meaning of that statement... I was still working that out, as for weeks I had planned to check out with a bottle of Valium following Christmas.
The last thing I expected was a response... I just wanted to admit this huge THING to someone that had experienced it (and would have *every right* to be angry about it). But I got one... on Christmas Day, within an hour. It was kind and generous, and washed over me like a wave of forgiveness, as if I could let go of my guilt. Tears literally streamed down my face as I read it.
I'm not here to argue about this film, only to share a perspective from someone as damaged as Angela... I don't know her, or if she has realized her dream through this vehicle in her own way, but I know she stays very busy now with her art. I caught her 20/20 interview, and after watching am absolutely sure of one thing: she is much smarter than anyone realizes, and used them as much as you believe they used her. There of those of us that cannot for whatever reason play the game, but excel at controlling it. I believe we are those people.
As for Nev Schulman? He challenged me by asking "how", and literally saved my life. On Christmas no less. Do I worship him? Nope... but that's still a world apart from #douche, and I would ask you to consider all angles.
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