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Coppola gives the events a bubbly potency, drawn to the attractive, greedy foolishness of the characters. They are, when it comes down to it, horrible, vapid people, yet the film doesn't view them purely as monsters, or as a sociological construct.
The Bling Ring is a comedy, a gentle (if thin) satire of fame-obsessed youths, and a canny probe into the ecosystem of LA's celeb culture and the weird influence it exerts on the rest of the population.
Five children-four princesses and a prince-run in gentle Angeleno night from enchanted castle to enchanted castle, gathering treasure-beads and raiment and gold and currency-spending themselves afterward on endorphins and coke.
Coppola's unflinching portrayal is social commentary disguised as teen fantasy, superbly photographed by the late Harris Savides and with pitch perfect acting, especially from Harry Potter alumnus Emma Watson.
Maybe you could stretch some deeper meaning out of it, surmising that Coppola wanted to make as vapid and empty a movie as her subjects and their inspiration. That's great for a Film & Society term paper, but it doesn't exactly make for a riveting movie.
To criticize that the script doesn't go deep enough is to get the point: with all that swag out there for repeat-offenders like Lohan, why shouldn't a girl walk up to an empty house and liberate its contents for the sheer joy of material possession?
The Bling Ring gives you the feeling that you can reach out and slap these zombified teens out of their apathy - unfortunately you're restricted to your seat and to your judgement - Coppola makes you work.
Coppola's latest effort is the most superficial film I've seen since "Spring Breakers" earlier this year. There's so little here in the way of substance that it becomes quite an amazing feat that she was able to stretch it out into a 90-minute feature.