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Thoughts on “The Bling Ring”

I saw Sofia Coppola’s The Bling Ring last night, and I loved it.  It captures a based-on-real-events drama that, in the director’s words, “is so contemporary, it’s really a story that could only happen today.”

bling-ring group shot

I thought it was both funny and a sad a cultural condemnation, but only because it so brazenly exposed the obsession with superficial values that most of us are implicit in encouraging.   .

What I loved most were the insights through the little things; details like ringleader Rebecca wobbling in her heels when she’s walking away from casually robbing unlocked cars on the street.  And the collage of celebrity pictures cut from magazines that were plastered all over a wall in her room.

I did think it was a little strange (or maybe sad is a better word) that the kids kept referring to gossip blog dlisted.com to find out when celebrities were out of town; I mean, I find it sad that they could be avid readers of dlisted.com, which is written with a very snarky tone towards celebrities, continually mocking them, and not have that attitude alter their idolization of the stars.  Are they just too dumb to realize it’s negative attention, or do they crave and envy the attention to so much they don’t care?  I suspect it’s some of both.  After all, their idol Paris Hilton’s house is decorated seemingly entirely with pictures of herself.  And when they go out clubbing, they seemed only interested in posing for selfie after selfie.  I wish I had been keeping a tally of how many pictures they took of themselves.

Nicki complains that Marc is "stressing me out" when he's worried about security footage of their exploits being on the news.

Nicki complains that Marc is “stressing me out” when he’s worried about security footage of their exploits being on the news.  Because none of them seem capable of processing how their actions might affect anyone else or their own futures, and nothing is more important in this moment than that Nicki not feel the burden of stress.

I laughed at lot throughout the movie, mainly at vapid or unbelievably self-centered dialogue from Emma Watson’s character Nicki.  The actress has talked about how she prepared for the accent partly by watching hours of reality television, and I noticed an awful lot of vocal fry in her lines, which is totally on-point.  I thought she pretty much nailed the accent, except in some of the scenes when she was speaking very quietly her natural accent peeked through a little bit.  Like when her mom asks if she got a new dress at the dinner table and she makes up an answer to cover for the fact that it’s stolen, she drops the -r in “my manager”.  But overall she was very good.  My favorite lines by her included “Your butt looks awesome,” “Let’s go to Paris’s, I wanna rob,” “You’re stressing me out”, and everything in her statement to the press outside the courtroom (“I wanna lead a country one day for all I know”) and in her Vanity Fair interview scene, (“Mom!  Shut up! It’s MY interview!”)

 

But despite all that laughter, I also found much of the film to be incredibly sad, like Marc confessing his constant worry that he wasn’t attractive enough to be liked.  “I know I’m not ugly but I never saw myself as an A-list-looking guy.”  I just wanted to tell him “oh, honey, almost nobody has genes that good, don’t make that the standard you compare yourself to!”  It’s the same heartache from chasing unattainable body-image standards that so many young girls feel trying to look like the photoshopped-into-impossibilities images in magazines.

And in the scene where they break into Lindsey Lohan’s house, and the camera lingers on Rebecca spritzing herself with LiLo’s perfume and admiring herself in the star’s mirror while her eyes fill with tears and Marc’s voice-over states that this was her highlight, all I could think was how utterly sad and pathetic it was that the moment that made her happiest was pretending to be somebody else.  She was an amoral, selfish a-hole, but I still felt bad for her, the emptiness of her dreams, and the futility of trying to adopt an identity that isn’t yours instead of just accepting and being yourself, in that moment.

The scene where Sam flippantly handles the gun that they find under Brian Austin Green and Megan Fox’s bed made me incredibly uncomfortable, because she seems to have absolutely no concept of how dangerous it is, that the instrument she’s holding could permanently maim her friends with the slightest slip, or even kill them.  And she just thinks the fact that Marc is bothered with this realization is funny.  It’s a pretty perfect metaphor for the reckless behavior the Bling Ring kids exhibit throughout the film, with no thought to the possibility of consequences.

And I love that the last shot is a fresh-from-truncated-jail-sentence Nicki, on a talk show, looking straight at the camera and shamelessly self-promoting her website.  She has apparently learned nothing.  But hopefully the audience has.

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