Shia LaBeouf says he was raped during performance art show The #IAMSORRY project had actor meet people one-on-one at a gallery
KRIS CONNOR/GETTY IMAGES A few months back, Dazed writer Aimee Cliff was contacted by Shia LaBeouf who wanted to start an email dialogue with her. Or, as the writer describes it, a "metamodernist encounter." The dialogue resulted in an article that touches on masculinity, religion, absent fathers and Shia's February #IAMSORRY project during which he, presumably as an act of contition over plagiarism, would sit in silence for days at an art gallery with a bag over his head as people stepped into the room, one by one. He was, it appears, so committed to the project that he wouldn't move to attempt to fend off an attacker, nor speak, even to explain to his girlfriend that he'd been sexually assaulted: According to Shia, this happened: "One woman who came with her boyfriend, who was outside the door when this happened, whipped my legs for ten minutes and then stripped my clothing and proceeded to rape me… There were hundreds of people in line when she walked out with dishevelled hair and smudged lipstick. It was no good, not just for me but her man as well. On top of that my girl was in line to see me, because it was Valentine’s Day and I was living in the gallery for the duration of the event – we were separated for five days, no communication. So it really hurt her as well, as I guess the news of it travelled through the line. When she came in she asked for an explanation, and I couldn’t speak, so we both sat with this unexplained trauma silently. It was painful." He does not write anything more about the assault, but does say of #IAMSORRY, "Almost everyone who came in had preconceived notions of what they were going to experience, and as soon as Nastja Rönkkö brought them through the curtain, everything changed. I went from being a celebrity or object to a fellow human. I was genuinely remorseful. It wasn’t manipulation, I was heartbroken. People I’ve never met before came in and loved on me and with me. Some would hold my hand and cry with me, some would tell me to ‘figure it out’ or to ‘be a man’. I’ve never experienced love like that; empathy, humanity. Still, there were others who came in with an agenda they couldn’t let go of. Some folks would come in, take my bag off, pop off a selfie and bounce. That felt terrible." As for his method acting ... " Fury is the most meat I’ve ever had to chew on. David (Ayer, director) told us right from the gate: ‘I need you to give me everything.’ So the day after I got the job, I joined the US National Guard. I was baptised – accepted Christ in my heart – tattooed my surrender and became a chaplain’s assistant to Captain Yates for the 41st Infantry. I spent a month living on a forward operating base. Then I linked up with my cast and went to Fort Irwin. I pulled my tooth out, knifed my face up and spent days watching horses die. I didn’t bathe for four months. I met some tankers who told me that was just the way it was out there – some guys had the same pair of socks on for three years." Here is an hour-long video of Shia and writer Aimee Cliff, outfitted with Go-Pros, staring at each other for an hour. Shia wanted it like that because "I'm present in the magazine only in words obtained digitally and online I'm present only through a mute physical presence ... the reality of my self lies somewhere between and beyond the two it's thoroughly metamodern I think." I did not watch the whole thing. Or even the half thing. So, consider yourself WARNED, that if there is all of a sudden a stream of invective or nudity happening or if someone dressed as a chicken is seen eating an actual chicken, I don't know about it and I can't be held responsible for your discomfort.