This raw spotlight on the debutante 'Mayflower girl' turned Andy Warhol superstar groupie, pretty much concludes that no matter how much money or blue blood a woman has, you're still just one more exploitable, disposable babe.
.....which is precisely why it is such a detestable film. Few and far between are those as enamored with Edie Sedgwick as I. But the sad fact of the matter is, by all accounts of the people who were actually around the factory at the time, Edie was a damaged chick on a self-destructo mission long before Andy put her in front of a camera. Edie's mental issues, self-loathing and insecurities were an already-existing fire, and fame, dope and loneliness were the fuel thrown on that fire. However, Captain Mauzner decided that it would make far more compelling drama to portray her as being simply swept up and used by the likes of Andy and Dylan, only to drag her to her own demise. By the accounts of everyone who knew Edie, Andy and everything that went on in the factory, the film is nothing short of disgusting in it's dishonesty. Which is quite a shame, because this was a film I had wanted to see made for a long time. Both Andy and Edie were marvelously portrayed (can't say the same for the kid who tried to be Dylan) and the grainy, stylistic cinematography helped bring the characters into 60's Manhattan... But Captain Mauzner and George Hickenlooper would have been wise to have consulted with the factory regs and tried to create something a little more grounded in fact, as opposed to villainizing Andy and victimizing Edie in order to make her descent seem somewhat more dramatic. I hate that I didn't like this movie. It had everything but the true story.
May 8 - 01:25 AM