This film has a grander trajectory than just about any other fashion doc.
| Original Score: A-
A glossy, messy, highly watchable biography of the handsome, charismatic American milliner, innovative fashion designer, New York celebrity and brand creator Roy Halston Frowick...
Sudler-Smith interviews Minnelli and other celebrities in a somewhat amateurish fashion. But it's the era that's intriguing rather than the man.
| Original Score: 3/5
The man himself remains something of a cipher. But this is an interesting slice of pop history, nonetheless.
Peculiar, picaresque and presided over by a self-appointed fashion paradigm.
| Original Score: 4/5
While the elusive subject of this documentary is fascinating, filmmaker Sudler-Smith us almost as interested in his own celebrity as in that of iconic fashion designer Halston.
This documentary seeks out bestie Liza Minnelli and others to unearth the man behind the lifestyle.
Halston's name is in the title, but the faintly irritating Ultrasuede isn't necessarily about the fashion designer. It's about director Whitney Sudler-Smith
| Original Score: 2/5
A self-indulgent pilgrimage to the shrine of '70s fabulousness, "Ultrasuede: In Search of Halston" assembles a fine assortment of archival material but falls far short of its stated goal.
The tension between the amateurish interviewer and the star interviewees gives the doc a layer of authenticity that its otherwise formulaic structure and storytelling fail to find.
| Original Score: 2/4
It's unfortunate that director Whitney Sudler-Smith seems to have spent more time on his own hair than his interview prep.
Lost in all this is Halston, who comes through only in dribs and drabs. If you're curious about him, skip this film.
| Original Score: 1/5
A dishwater-dull film about an electric subject
| Original Score: 1.5/5
This isn't simply the biography of an American icon, but the chronicle of a misguided filmmaker.
At least Smith has proof that he spent ample time with the beautiful people.
| Original Score: C-
A ghastly vanity affair for one Whitney Smith, the son of a socialite who, despite minimal credits to his name, feels entitled to make Halston's story his own.
Abandon hope, all ye who expect insight into what made this game-changing gent tick...
All the ingredients are here for another juicy fashion insider film, but this Halston portrait is diminished by a clueless fame whore determined to wedge himself into the story.
Less a portrait of its ostensible subject than that of his times, and the film suffers from yet another examination of the disco era.