Vox Lux ★★★½

gets better the more i think about it but still too callously directed and pretentious for my liking (although that seems to be exactly what corbet intended). the last scene is what won me over the most, with eleanor and albertine smiling and bobbing their heads to the hypnotic thump of celeste’s music. a sort of dazed look in their eyes as everything but the beat fades into irrelevancy just for that single moment, in spite of everything they’ve faced and witnessed as a sister and daughter. nothing matters except for what the audience wants celeste to be, as she’s sacrificed agency and innocence in the name of healing. when the camera finally cuts to her at the very end, she’s swallowed up by light. as if she was never there at all.