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Made a fool out of her,
This review is from: Factory Girl [DVD]  [Region 1] [US Import] [NTSC] (DVD)
One of the most notorious self-destructs of the last century was Edie Sedgwick, a glamorous poor-little-rich-girl whose distant pixielike beauty made her Andy Warhol's muse.
Too bad her biopic "Factory Girl" is basically a piece of drivelling trash, with all the depth and artistic intelligence of a "Biography" episode, based on the director's massive crush on his subject. And it doesn't help that the supremely untalented Sienna Miller gives Edie all the life of a block of wood.
Edie Sedgwick (Sienna Miller) was an American blueblood, with vast quantities of money and a bright future. But she encountered Andy Warhol (Guy Pearse), the pop artist who turned the art/music world on its ear, and soon she was his "muse," even starring in some of the brief films that Warhol directed. For a time, she was on top of the world.
But soon Edie's inner torment began to surface, as two men began a tug-o-war with her affections -- Warhol, and the handsome young folkie Bob Dylan.... I mean, Quinn (Hayden Christensen). And Edie's lover can't stop her from descending into a personal hell, which ultimately destroyed her.
They've been trying to drum up notice for this film by sprinkling the rumor that Christensen and Miller really had sex for the cameras. Well, the rumors are actually more interesting than the movie itself -- despite Sedgwick's life of sex, film, glamor and drugs, "Factory Girl" is dull as ditchwater.
Basically, it's a love letter from director George Hickenlooper to Edie, and his unwillingness to grasp that the ruination of her life can't be blamed on anyone.Though Sedgwick was already on drugs and pain when she met Warhol, here she's a pitiful waif damsel who is being fought over by handsome Dylan and the evil queeny Warhol -- who, the movie not-so-subtlely suggests, ruined her life.
The whole movie feels rushed. Hickenlooper tries to include every style and bit of trivia of the period, making it feel like a clumsy cram. And the messiness extends to the story -- a tangle of flashbacks, splicing, parties, trashy glitz, and characters that flit in and out without much consequence -- not to mention the "interviews," which are apparently included because the plot is too incoherent. Oy.
And the actors cannot bring their legendary characters to life. Miller is a screeching, histrionic creature without glamour, range or poignancy, and definitely without Edie's beauty. Christensen is choking on his role as a thinly-veiled Bob Dylan... oops, I meant Quinn. Guy Pearse is the only bright spot, despite the flimsiness of his character and the implication that he caused all of Edie's problems.
Instead of semi-accurately portraying Sedgwick's life, "Factory Girl" is a blinkered love letter, a rewriting of history in which all Sedgwick's problems were due to Warhol. A glitzy, glamless disaster.