‘Blonde’ Film Review: Ana de Armas Recreates Marilyn and Norma Jean, in Black and White and Technicolor
08.09.2022 - 21:51
/ thewrap.com
“Blonde.” Start with a base of biographical fiction, add three parts mid-century photography, a heavy dash of bitters, a wash of bad taste and top with a Lynchian float. You’ll have something that kicks hard, if leaving you somewhat worse for wear once the intoxicants run their course. And to push this analogy further than needed (hey, “Blonde” is a film of excess), director Andrew Dominik’s long-awaited Marilyn Monroe biopic is somehow less about the actress and more about his own showmanship.
Think of Dominik as a flair bartender.Premiering at the Venice Film Festival, “Blonde” holds stardom to the light and finds nothing but an unending nightmare. If technically an adaptation of Joyce Carol Oates’ novel of the same name, the film uses that source as a launch pad, a framework on which to pin countless other inspirations, most of them visual.
Speaking in breathy tones where her every line comes pitched between a sigh and a whisper, Ana de Armas’ Marilyn is as much subject of the film as its object — an animating figure breathing life into a non-stop slideshow of iconic images recreated in painstaking detail. That is, until it becomes something wholly different.An early scene sets the stage. We find 7-year-old Norma Jean (Lily Fisher) living in precarity with her troubled single-mother, Gladys (Julianne Nicholson, going full no-wire-hangers).
Dad is not in the picture; except, he is in the picture, in the framed headshot of an unnamed matinée idol (styled to look like Clark Gable, though “Blonde” makes no mention of the film he and Monroe would eventually make) that hangs on the wall. Norma Jean looks up at the man she is told cannot recognize her, lest he wreck his career.
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