I LOVE Chloë Sevigny, and I LOVE John Epperson as Lypsinka, but this was simply awful. It's not that I came into it with any expectations of a Lypsinka "concert" film, I literally started watching without knowing anything about it except that "The New Group" had it streaming on their website.
I expected to like it, even without knowing anything, because of the massive talent involved, but that SCRIPT! Ugh, what the hell? I understand that most, if not all of it, was from recordings Joan Crawford made of her 1959-ish book, entitled something like, "How I Live My Life." She may made one of the first audio books! But, even with that recording as a guidepost, this still fell flat.
The film was disjointed in its editing and direction. Epperson lip-synced (what else?) the Crawford recording very well but left me cold and indifferent to it. In addition, the audio started glitching about ten minutes before the end, and I gave up on it because it was unwatchable from that point, even with the subtitles on.
I EXPECTED to like this, and I am SO disappointed that I didn't and can't possibly, in good conscience, recommend it to anyone.
I expected to like it, even without knowing anything, because of the massive talent involved, but that SCRIPT! Ugh, what the hell? I understand that most, if not all of it, was from recordings Joan Crawford made of her 1959-ish book, entitled something like, "How I Live My Life." She may made one of the first audio books! But, even with that recording as a guidepost, this still fell flat.
The film was disjointed in its editing and direction. Epperson lip-synced (what else?) the Crawford recording very well but left me cold and indifferent to it. In addition, the audio started glitching about ten minutes before the end, and I gave up on it because it was unwatchable from that point, even with the subtitles on.
I EXPECTED to like this, and I am SO disappointed that I didn't and can't possibly, in good conscience, recommend it to anyone.