Having read about Andy Warhol and his infamous factory as a student, I had some bare bones of knowledge about Edie Sedgwick's life. I had very much looked forward to seeing this film, despite its mixed reviews and I wasn't disappointed. It has authentic period touches, from an external shot of sixties NYC yellow cabs lined up outside a building, to Edie's clothes, many of which were original vintage rather than wardrobe department copies. The story is an old, old story of idealism, fame and disillusionment and ruin. Its happening right now to cetain celebrities and certainly serves as no advert for drug use. However, I will say that the story is strictly Edie-centric, so if her story doesn't interest you, then avoid, since she is in almost every frame. Sienna Miller's performance as Edie is outstanding, right down to the cultured East coast accent. She goes from stunning ingenue to haunted ghoul, without flaw. Warhol's embarrassed nonchalence makes him see only too heartless next to her histrionics, especially in the pivotel scene in the restaurant where she accuses him of ruining her. His response is to refuse to help her, and leave with his entourage. Much credit must go to Guy Pearce too, as Warhol- a superb actor who quietly gets on with his job, with little fanfare.
There are of course, instances of poetic licence plotwise, and who but Edie will ever know her true story? But its does pay graphic homage to a poor little rich girl who was a product of a unique era in time.