so much to sink your teeth into. hints of badlands/mystery train yet entirely its own thing with a swelling heart smack in the middle. bones and all buzzes with the near-sighted giddiness of feeling like you’re the very first person in the world to ever be loved/in love, as one does in youth. an elif batuman passage comes to mind:
“Love wasn't a slumber party with your best friend. Love was dangerous, violent, with an element of something repulsive; attraction
had a permeable border with repulsion. Love had death in it, and madness. To try to escape those things was immature and anti-novelistic.”
Ana de Armas shines as a tragic heroine trying to knife her way out of the Hollywood underbelly. She is undeniable in what is a grueling, dark cloud of a movie. Ana perfectly walks the tightrope of capturing Marilyn Monroe’s essence (almost like she’s superimposed) without ever feeling like a poor imitation. She is especially electric during her dinner date with DiMaggio.
Sadly, the writing is a bit clunky and wastes the disconnect between her celebrity and psyche on a…