So Joaquin Phoenix is permanently retiring from acting (old news)… to become a rapper? And brother-in-law Casey Affleck is filming a documentary about it? I call bullshit. Oh, it might be happening. Just like Ewan McGregor once grew a crazy prospector’s beard, joined the circus and rode motorcycles across six continents or whatever with Charley Boorman. But I prefer to think of this as some art project dare conceived after 10 or 12 Red Bull and Stolis at a party with Brett Ratner, or a bold-stroke mid-life pause button (after all, nothing helps one endorse whimsicality quite like a comfortable bank account), all before an eventual reinvention. I’d place the odds that Phoenix never does another film at less than half of one percent, and I’d put my savings account on that. I don’t think he’s totally full of shit, I just think he’s… aggressively feeling the moment.