Teahe loves a good cannes film festival scandal, And it was cut short on Friday night when festival director Thierry Frémaux was caught, via a bystander’s cell phone, “Do you know who I am?” Key pitching-style adapts when a municipal police officer reprimands him for riding his electric bicycle on the sidewalk. with the kind of extreme hilarity that Sam Levinson needs Sculpture, But the festival must go on. And so a two-episode portion of Levinson’s designed-to-shock television series premiered at Cannes on Monday evening.
Sculpture STARS LILY-ROSE DEPP as Jocelyn, a Britney Spears-style pop star who finds her way back into the limelight after being sidelined by a breakdown due to the death of her mother. We see her, her skin made up so heavily it looks like latex, twisting and turning as if she’s been snapped by an unseen photographer, her red silk cloak artfully affixed to her skin so as to prevent any uncontrolled flash of the nip. That artificial shyness lasts for about half a minute. She wants to show her breasts, and so she does, prompting a nervous underling to protest that her contract forbids the photographing of nipples by nudity riders. “Side boob, under boob and side flank” are all allowed, but full-on nipples? No way.
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Yet Jocelyn – commonly referred to as Joss – is modern and free and carefree, having just sprung up. He has complete autonomy over his life and body. She can do whatever she wants. This is just the beginning of the many nipples you’ll see in the first few hours Sculpture. Afterwards, there will be some great shot masturbation with mild autoasphyxiation, as well as more delicious shot sex involving floaty red silk, more mild asphyxiation and a penknife. When a photo of Joss goes viral, Joss’s team (a group of mother hens played by Hank Azaria, Rachel Sennott, Troye Sivan and Da’Wayne Joy Randolph) causes a minor stir. His face glistens with a smooth translucent white substance that is probably not snail mucus.
Cable TV hasn’t had such a parade of graceful but raunchy debauchery since the early 1980s, though it’s all presented with a kind of shockeroo enlightenment that pretends to expose exploitation while reveling in it. Is. Meanwhile, the head of Joss’s record label—Jane Addams in an artfully ripped T-shirt worn under an expensive baggy suit—keeps a tight rein on her star’s legend. “Mental illness is sexy!” she declares with deadpan authority.
Levinson is the mastermind behind Excitement, A show that I admit I have never seen (though I tried, without success, to access some episodes here in France). I Near Levinson’s lightly stylish but ultimately empty black-and-white two-hander saw malcolm and mary, A pouty starring Zendaya—it seemed fine at the time, though I quickly forgot it. Sculpture, Created by Levinson and Abel “The Weeknd” Tesfaye, who also co-stars in the series, has been plagued with bad press and bad juju for years. Amy Seimetz (she dies tomorrow) was originally signed to direct; She had nearly completed the project when her work was shelved and Levinson took over production, which reportedly shifted the pitch and tone of the show. There were reports of chaos and delays on set, although who knows what that really meant?
the evidence will be there Sculpture When the general public can see it. For now, know that Tesfaye plays a seriously bad-news manipulator known as Tedros Tedros, a name not so cool you have to say it twice. Supposedly, he is from Hawaii, but not really. And he’s supposed to be extremely charismatic, but not really. He meets the emotionally fragile but super-hot and ultra-famous Joss when she shows up at the club he runs. He somehow, with his apparent playfulness, seduces her. (José’s assistant and best friend, played by Senot, exclaims when she says, “He’s a rapist!”) Before long, Tedros Tedros is wrapping José’s face in silk and squeezing his neck. . Now Quite difficult because they have rough sex. Ah, the perils of fame! Levinson and Tesfaye lay it all out in this almost biblical cautionary tale that is absolutely, without a doubt—I mean, seriously now—No About tickling your audience.
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As Joss, Depp—the daughter of Johnny Depp and Vanessa Paradis—brings some temporary seriousness to all the silliness. Hari Nef appears as a clever Vanity Fair Journalist-Sculpture It seems like most celebrity reporters are just nerdy schmucks at heart, so it’s kind of fun to watch Neff lower her eyes and purse her lips judicially. Animal lovers should note that there’s a brief shot of the adorable-looking poodle mix that we can only guess is living with Joss in her spacious, empty Los Angeles home. Nothing happens to him in the first two episodes, but beyond that, consider yourself forewarned.
Mostly, though, it seems like really bad things are going to happen. People In Sculpture. In the olden days, like in the 60s, 70s and 80s, we used to live for nudity in films. That’s not to say that actors didn’t sometimes, or often, manipulate or abuse. making these pictures, A pathetic side note that we have become more aware in recent years. But from an audience perspective, there was often something liberating and exciting about on-screen nudity. In the 1980s I worked for a company that published listings for cable TV companies. For a time, it was my job to write short synopses of upcoming movies, including “warnings” to viewers about nudity and sexual content. Every so often, we get a strangely handwritten note from a particular cable subscriber somewhere out there in America. We knew him by name: I’ll call him Orville Snoor. The Orville wouldn’t complain about the nudity and sex in the movies. He used to complain only when he felt that we had promised him sex and nudity which a film failed to deliver. I doubt that the Orville is still alive today, but if he were, I’m sure he would be shocked and horrified by SculpturePseudo-aggression. I am also sure that his eyes would be glued to the television set. Levinson really knows what he’s doing, and it’s up to you how much you want to indulge your inner Orville.
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