Does there come a point in reenacting exploitation, humiliation, and sexual degradation where the reenactment essentially becomes real life for the performer forced to endure it? It’s a tough question about whether in its making, art can perpetuate or exploit the very moment it purports to condemn, and I guess we’ll have to ask Lindsay Lohan about it after she tries to get a dog to have sex with her in her new film, Inferno.
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Linsday Lohan to Flirt with Dog, For Art
