Twinkling piano music plays as a young woman (Amy Lee) carries a hot pizza from the oven to her family at the table. She announces that “dinner’s ready” while the number to call the product directly runs across the screen. A little boy exclaims “Pepperoni!” as the borders the frame. Her sister asks “and you made it all by herself?” She puts her finger on her chin and gives her a coy smile. A thought bubble “oops” pops up over her head. To the camera, she holds up the Lies Pizza carton and says “there is nothing better than a good Lie.”
After the take, the makeup artists dabs at her face. She closes her avoid to the hairspray from the stylist. She practices her smile and prepares for the next take.
She walks in her apartment building, wearing a gray hoodie and matching sweatpants. Two twentysomething women giggle in the elevator.
In her apartment, she stares at her television and clothes while she sits by her bed. She lies in her bed.
During a photo shoot, she wears an evening gown as she rests on the couch.
In bed, she scratches out her photos in magazines.
In a commercial, she rides a motorcycle as bold royal blue print on the screen says to “aim higher” and “get louder.” She takes off her helmet and shakes out her hair. Holding a can of Lies, she grins as “be somebody” is written underneath her face.
Wearing a bathrobe in her apartment, she forces a smile as she looks into the bathroom mirror. She cuts her hair and drinks some water. In the commercial, she tosses the can to the man across from her.
She touches an eye of her doll, which was sold in Asia. In the commercial, she wears a pink wig and dances as the screen says “buy me!”
In the elevator, one of the twentysomething women asks her if she’s the Lies girl. She denies but the young woman calls her out. She and her friend tell her how much they both love her.
She gasps as she sits up in the bathtub. She smashes the mirror and cuts her wrists. Grabbing some toilet paper, she covers the wound.
While she stands on her balcony, she views the photo of her advertising a Lies fragrance. She bursts into tears. In the morning, she sits on her windowsill and watches the sun rise. Lights out, she sits in the dark by her bed.
The phone has been ringing for five hours. Amy Lee had taken it off the hook an hour ago and shut off the lights in her home. She takes a bath and stays underwater until her she can feel her temples pierce her head. Sitting up, she coughs and wipes her eyes as the fear subsides. It’s her third almost attempt. Each day, she seems to be getting closer.
Next week, she films an episode of a procedural. It’s her first guest spot since landing the Lies account. Her family and friends back home believe she knows movie stars and asks about her designer wardrobe. However, she’s a day player in the commercials making a slightly above the average pay scale. Once the Lies account contract is up, she’s out of a job.
The medication is no longer working. She needs help. However, she doesn’t want to make the appointment with her psychiatrist. Something’s wrong. She shouldn’t loathe who she is. On set, she stays away from the other actors and sneaks into high-profile events. She has gained enough connections to create a feasible story and be allowed inside. There, she hooked up with several actors in order to get a part. She locks herself inside her closet.
The police have been outside her apartment building all afternoon. She bites her nails in her bedroom and sees the helicopter flying above. She starts to break vases and tear up her bedsheet. A man breaks open the door. Two people pull out a stretcher. She tells him them “no, no, no.” One sticks a needle in her arm and they place her on the stretcher.
Director: Phillip Stozl Year: 2004
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