Factory Girl  MGM Starring Sienna Miller, Guy Pearce, Hayden Christensen and Jimmy Fallon Directed by George Hickenlooper Reviewed by Michelle Reindal
Described in one easy sentence, George Hickenlooper’s Factory Girl is the gnarliest piece of shit I have seen in a long, long time. Now that that’s out of the way, it will be easier to trudge through this review, which will inevitably bring up the memories of this movie that I’ve already bulldozed into my subconscious.
A very fictionalized version of sixties socialite Edie Sedgwick’s tragic life story, this movie has a lot of people downright pissed off, and rightly so. Because of the controversy surrounding the movie (the Bob Dylan conglomerate character, not getting the facts straight…etc.), production was postponed numerous times and multiple lawsuits were threatened sounds like a winner!
Edie Sedgwick (Sienna Miller) is a squeaky-clean art school student in Cambridge, but desires something moresomething that she thinks she will find in glitzy New York City. Immediately after meeting pop-artist Andy Warhol (Guy Pearce), Edie becomes a “superstar” and regular Factory groupie, starring in many of Warhol’s obscure (borderline porn) films. She also has an absurdly uninteresting soiree with a fellow who looks and sounds curiously similar to Bob Dylan, but named (in hopes of avoiding a lawsuit, with no such luck) “Billy Quinn” (Hayden Christensen). Soon, the pressure just becomes too much, and Edie falls into the tired category of druggie, desperate, lonely well, you know the story. Sadly, her rise and fall is as predictable as all of the other “it” girls that preceded her dead of a drug overdose at a young age, and dreadfully forgettable.
I give this atrocity one star because Sienna Miller did deliver a worthy performance out of what she had to work with. However, the same can’t be said for Pearce (too schmaltzy), Christensen (over-acting at its worst), and a haggard looking Jimmy Fallon (yes, that’s right, former SNL Weekend Update co-anchorhow are we ever supposed to take him seriously?).
Dizzy and overdone cinematography, terribly written script…oh God, it’s all coming back to consciousnesstime to sign off. | |