Like Drive and Only God Forgives, this was a moody, atmospheric, minimalist movie, this time interested in feminine identity and the fashion industry. While Elle Fanning looked the part of a supermodel, it was never quite clear what made her so amazing. It seemed like people just looked at her and saw something special, new, and different, but it was never clear what that was. This might have been the point of the movie, and how the male gaze finds value in things which are not that great, but I think that Fanning is no Ryan Gosling (the lead actor in the above two movies who carried the films on the silent, brooding shoulders).
It was, like all of Nicolas Winding Refn's films, both incredibly well shot, beautiful to look at, and immaculately scored. There was the characteristically violent denouement, as well, but this movie, ultimately, left me flat, largely because the acting paled in comparison to his other films.
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