I would never dispute that Andrew Dominik's Blonde isn't a serious art film. It's intensely dislikable but completely, paradoxically respectable. It can be accused of exaggerating the dark aspects in Norman Jean Baker's life, as Joyce Carol Oates' 22 year-old source novel did, as well as inventing some out of whole cloth. But it was all of a piece -- a pitch-black downer.
January 2, 2023by Jeff Wells3 Comments