To what extent would you go to covet the latest Aston Martin, own every pair of stilettos – Louboutin ever made & enough money to sink a battleship? Literally.
I don’t know most of you personally, but I’m gonna go ahead and guess that you probably wouldn’t go further than to dream about this stuff, let alone steal it.
Last night I went and watched the wonderful Sofia Coppola’s new film, The Bling Ring – which truly opened my eyes up to a sinister and materialistic side of America, that doesn’t stray far from the truth.
I was mesmerized by the glitz and glam of this artistic portrayal of how the other half live. I found myself being sucked in to the story, fascinated by how effortless these teenagers made it look to break and enter the homes of Lindsay, Paris and Audrina.
Because the story was told by the protagonist Marc (Israel Broussard) as partly a reflective piece, it almost led me to feel sorry for him, being brought up in this harsh, fast-paced “world”, rather than question the morality. It seemed like giving into peer pressure was the only way he felt anyone would notice him – which is a sad reality, that occurs to this day.
The teens are portrayed as vapid, fame-obsessed criminals, yet they clearly like to live by the motto “bad publicity is better than no publicity” as shallow peers quiz them on their mischievous conquests.
The film strikes me as a cross between a typical American teenage rite-of-passage style, mixed with elements of indie, art-house contemplative genre and a slight sensationalized documentary expose.
Emma Watson’s performance definitely stood out and showed off a different depth to her acting ability. Although playing a ditzy role, Watson proves she’s more than just a pretty face. She perfects the bratty, whiny voice so well and her somewhat vulnerable character Nikki, is a nice contrast to the “no nonsense” 9-year-old, Hermione Granger. Her deviant character was a delight to watch.
Overall, I would give the film an 8/10 as it kept me hooked, told the story in an unpredictable manner and left me questioning on the bus ride home.
Why didn’t they think about security cameras?
What happened to the group once they got out of jail?
I feel a sequel could be on the cards…
Here is a pic of the beautiful Civic where the film was screened: