This movie is based on a book almost entirely about fucking with people. So this could either be real or a testament to how great Michael Cera really is.
Pronouncing that this fake is like announcing, just to be sure that everyone is aware, that you shouldn't really try to go to the mall and buy shoes from Al Bundy.
Admitting that you think it might be real is purely a sign of mental illness.
Five stars for Michael Cera, and no, it's not because I'm in love with him and want to have like a million of his babies but I can't because I'm a man and I hate myself for it so I don't know why you even brought that up.
I love how he's even awkward in his "rage." It has the vibe of a Brendan Small (character) rant more than a Christian Bale I'm so Motherfucking Important rant.
I'm going to -1 star this just because of that. I'm not sure how this fake backstage asshole Cera that embarrasses himself through a lack of self awareness is any different from the fake backstage asshole etc. from the Superbad extras or that webseries he did. It's funny but this and his other persona are getting to be shtick and a little tiring. Scotty just too cool, baby. Dude better pull out some new tricks, Cera.