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Chayse IrvinCast:
Ana de Armas, Bobby Cannavale, Adrien Brody, Julianne Nicholson, Xavier Samuel, Lucy DeVito, Sara Paxton, Garret Dillahunt, Scoot McNairy, Toby Huss (more)VOD (1)
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Based on the bestselling novel by Joyce Carol Oates, Blonde boldly reimagines the life of one of Hollywood’s most enduring icons, Marilyn Monroe. From her volatile childhood as Norma Jeane, through her rise to stardom and romantic entanglements, Blonde blurs the lines of fact and fiction to explore the widening split between her public and private selves. (Venice International Film Festival)
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Blonde is an exceptional work for the same reasons many people hate it: its fragmentation, the excessive length of many scenes, the focus on the surface, the inconstant visual identity, the building of pressure without catharsis, it’s not an empathetic biopic but a pessimistic collection of horrors with a dissociated protagonist who wanders through her own subconscious – the whole film can be seen as her nightmare (also, the Badalamenti-esque soundtrack by Nick Cave and Warren Ellis is reminiscent of Lynch, who had prepared and ultimately shelved a film about Marilyn Monroe in the 1980s). The breaking down and decontextualisation of the myth and iconography of Marilyn Monroe work better in images than in Joyce Carol Oates’s graphomaniacal book on which the film is based (though the film uses the book’s narrative and storyline relatively consistently, its nihilism is closer to Ballard or Palahniuk). I understand that sexual violence, nervous breakdowns and ideas outside the boundaries of taste (a foetus talking to its mother) may be too much for some. I understand that not everyone will accept the concept of a film in which beauty is almost always associated with pain and sex with humiliation, a film that places the viewer in the extremely uncomfortable position of voyeuristic accomplice. However, I would expect critics to at least have the ability to distinguish between a real historical figure and a textual construct that serves a certain narrative or symbolic purpose, or rather between a misogynistic film and a film about misogyny (and the cruelty of the looks that strip a person of their identity and turns one into a projection screen for someone else’s fantasies). 90%
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Andrew Dominik recreates the heavy atmosphere surrounding Norma Jean’s horrific life right from the very first scene, with Hollywoodland in flames. His work with the picture, alternating cameras, colors and lighting and even picture size surprisingly enhances the storytelling, rather than being a distraction. Ana de Armas’ performance is fantastic, styled as housewife on the brink of madness, slash promiscuous movie star. The way the story is broken up into separate scenes is sometimes confusing, but necessary, otherwise the movie would have to last four hours. The dream and drug sequences at the end are a delight. The premiere of Some Like It Hot ("I Love Love Love You All") with the monster photographers is the high point of the whole movie. It is certainly more watchable than Mank, but Blonde just isn’t a movie for everybody. If you let it, it’ll swallow you whole. P.S.: The White House scene is far from a disappointment!
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A TV tear-jerker. Blonde is a mosaic of the “experiences” of a tormented girl searching for her own identity and place in the world. It is engaging with its atmosphere, but needlessly long given how little information it provides. The constant illogical alternation of picture formats and switching between color and black-and-white scenes correspond to the protagonist’s confused mental state. It’s a simple yet original technique that works quite well. Ana de Armas is excellent, giving a committed and heartfelt performance. It’s a shame that her efforts are wasted on a film that can’t be appreciated by a broader audience. Andrew Dominik has something going for him as an artist, but he is NOT Terrence Malick.
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I'm not going to sugarcoat it or try to find reasons to like this film even a little. Blonde is an art house nightmare. Sure, Ana de Armas goes all in with her performance, especially in those intense, nerve-racking scenes. I believe her effort, but the lack of logic and coherence is just too much for me. Based on an unauthorized biography, the film blurs the line between truth and fiction. Marilyn Monroe is portrayed as a tragic figure who endured all the worst Hollywood had to offer. It's often unbearable, which is probably the film's only strong suit — it's genuinely uncomfortable and emotionally taxing to watch. This reminds me of films by Gaspar Noé, but unlike Blonde, his films keep me intrigued about what's coming next because they feel more believable. Here, I just didn't care. The unbearable length made me feel like I was barely surviving through it.
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Almost three hours of "misery porn" with a made-for-TV quality that kills with its mood and visual monotony after the first 45 minutes. Ana de Armas gives a committed and engaging performance, but I would have liked to have seen her in a differently conceived film. A couple of scenes (especially the ones with the embryo) explicitly crossed the line into emotionally extortionate kitsch.
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