Do we all have a little bit of GG in us?
What I found particularly disturbing about watching this was that I bet that a camera focused on any two people living together will pick up some of this kind of stupid bickering and boring talk that would look particularly GG on camera. Not the way out there stuff, like LIttle E's costumes and dancing and all, and not the filth, etc., but other things like listening to a radio (TV), looking at photos, or arguing about this and that -- and in fact, after watching about a half hour of GG, I took a break and was sitting at a table with my grown son, and suddenly I was experiencing our conversation in a wholly new and depressing way.
(PS haven't finished the movie, just part way through, so this may only apply possibly to the first half--?)