Alex Ross Perry directs Elisabeth Moss, Cara Delevingne and Dan Stevens in this rock drama where a demanding female singer breaks up with her band and breaks down from reality.
A camera sneaks and dodges around the backstages, studios and retreats of a Cortney Love / Kim Deal style figure. We watch her disintegrate over play-length scenes. Moss behaves awfully, often only communicating in thrashing out or Shakespearean soliloquies that barely reflect her current situation. Spoilt, self-destructive, sad. It is not a pleasant or settling watch for at least the first hour. Like the similar themed but very differently formatted Vox Lux, it does circle back to a sorta redemption. Moss sells the panic attack as default setting. More admirable than enjoyable.
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