Movie Review: “The Bling Ring (2013)”
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“The Bling Ring”, directed by Sofia
Coppola, is a “feast of the eyes” especially to young adults. I’m not just
talking about the movie’s attractive, young cast but I am more referring to the
designer shoes, clothes, bags and jewellery showcased in the swanky lifestyles
of Hollywood celebrities. If you enjoyed watching MTV’s Cribs and curious if
Paris Hilton’s throw pillows really do have her face on them, then you might like this.
The
movie may seem to be like a trail of music videos because of its scenes of
partying, well-dressed kids rolling out on the streets with their cars while
carelessly singing their hearts out in the tunes of Justin Beiber, 2 Chainz and other
artists rapping about teen angst. The soundtrack is very upbeat yet at the same
time delivers this notion that you’re striding through a crowd in slow motion
while giving off a cool vibe. If you’re making a playlist for your own catwalk
music, some of the songs in “The Bling Ring” are, let’s say, background music
worthy.
For
its cast, the one who plays Marc is an asset to the film because he adds a tone
of seriousness to it even when he slips into a pair of Louboutins. I can’t help
but to sympathize with him of his needs to belong and be free. Aside from the
not-so popular cast and Hermione, you can also see Kirsten Dunst and Paris
Hilton in one scene as famous passers-by. Aside from being an extra, Paris
Hilton also lent her house for the making of this film. This movie would not be
complete without the starlet’s posh abode.
Watching
these kids partying, drinking, getting high and losing their morality makes me
want to give props to Ms. Coppola for showing the viewers some awful truths of
the younger generation. As these kids break-in gated houses with ease, the
movie shows how obsessed some teens are with the up-scale lifestyle of their
favourite celeb and how very minimal parental supervision is provided for them.
This cinematic result can be regarded as a big slap to the face of a parent who
is very much apathetic of their son’s /daughter’s life.
The
movie stays true to its viewers and keeps itself PG-13 by steering away from
nudity and resorting to glimpses of bra straps and panties. If after all I’ve
said still doesn’t make you want to watch the movie, maybe Emma Watson’s
American, valley girl accent, tramp stamp and her going down the stripper pole
might do the trick.
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