Maps to the Stars (2015)
Critic Consensus: Narratively unwieldy and tonally jumbled, Maps to the Stars still has enough bite to satisfy David Cronenberg fans in need of a coolly acidic fix.
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Critic Reviews for Maps to the Stars
This isn't a lousy film; it's a mediocre, ugly film about lousy people.
Hollywood has been disemboweling itself since... Sunset Boulevard and The Bad and the Beautiful, but those movies seem like Cream of Wheat compared to Cronenberg's wicked vision.
"Maps to the Stars" loses some steam near the end, and its resolution has the predetermined quality of Greek tragedy writ small. Still, I found it (as the Replacements song says) sadly beautiful.
According to Cronenberg, the script for "Maps to the Stars," by Bruce Wagner, began life more than twenty years ago, and it shows.
We watch to see the worst in Maps, it's revealed, and absolutely nothing about it is surprising. (Even the ghosts are predictable.) Also, unforgivable in the inside-Hollywood canon, Wagner can't craft dialogue or be funny to save his life.
Audience Reviews for Maps to the Stars
Havana: I can't believe I just spent $18,000!
Leave it to director David Cronenberg (The Fly, A History of Violence) to spend decades making studio films outside of Hollywood, only to finally shoot a film in Hollywood that looks to take it down. Of course, it would help if this acerbic, satirical take on Hollywood culture was a little more attuned to the world of today, but that does not mean it isn't fun. Maps to the Stars is an entertaining drama that follows a few privileged individuals, as they deal with the culture they have thrived in, with lots of setup for disastrous results. There is not a whole lot to take from the punches supposedly taken from the skewering of said culture, but there is enough in the way of the performances and odd touches that made it worthwhile in a weird, Cronenbergian kind of way.
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David Cronenberg satirizes those washed-up starlets that want to remain relevant at any cost. It's easy to see Julianne Moore as sort of a amalgamation of former stars like Lindsay Lohan or Kim Richards. The authenticity of her performance is never a question. She portrays this fading actress like a woman who has already lived the experience. Moore is brave, but at times the determination to shock the audience reeks of desperation. Too often the atmosphere devolves into crudeness without purpose. The offenses are many. Julianne Moore's big moment occurs while sitting on the toilet. Her demand to her PA for laxatives augmented by sound effects. Incest is a recurring theme. At one point, Havana's dead mother takes the place of the other woman in her ménage à trois. When Dr. Stafford started punching Agatha on the floor of his meticulously decorated living room, I could've sworn I saw that same scene in Mommie Dearest. I get it. In Hollywood, everyone is a mess. Unfortunately so is this production.
Julianne Moore steals the scene as an older version of Lindsay Lohan with a Mummy Dearest complex (as the daughter, not the mother), in a cynical story full of horrible characters who are forced to face their ghosts in ways that would leave Freud aroused.
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