Solid but confusing as shit. About a popstar of the Gaga/Swift persuasion who is losing her humanity, so she goes back to the last person she was able to relate to as a normal person, her old dressmaker, whom she has had a falling out with. This is all if you are looking at it as metaphor. I don’t see the world like that, I’m way too literal, but I try to look for it. This one, I really struggled with. So this red ghost/demon/alien/ribbon is the popstar chick’s humanity? But it is possessing her? And that is a bad thing? What is happening?
It’s also like the 5th popstar horror movie I’ve seen in the last couple years. Not sure it knows what it wants to be. A few minutes in I start thinking it’s not horror. Then we get some Suspiria Markos Dance Academy shit. Maybe it is horror. Then it veers toward queer relationship movie, but pulls back. And then goes back to horror again, I think.
Whole movie henges on three actors—Anne Hathaway, Michaela Coel, and Hunter Schafer. Coel was in one of the Black Panther movies, a Star Wars flick, and some Black Mirror. Schafer is the young lady from Cuckoo. Hathaway needs no introduction. She always bringing it. Plus, she has looked 30 for the last 25 years. Hasn’t noticeably aged at all since the Dark Knight Rises. They pull it off.
Overall, some things to like. Music is surprisingly solid. Great performances. Feels like a play. Highly stylized. Exceptionally beautiful…. Not a single line uttered by a man, which is interesting. But nothing happens. One hell of a swing. But it goes foul. Trying too hard. Plot was not my cup of tea. Got bored more than once. Took a long time to get going.
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