If I need to pick one word that describes this movie it must be "disconnect". This "movie" describes one thing and one thing clearly, the demise and fall of Victoria's Secret. Gone are the classical ten's, the models that carried the not only the skimpy clothes but the brand, the models that made men go in and buy expensive underwear for both their spouses and others. This movie does not reflect on them but the new Victoria's Secret but in what way? I don't understand what they want to portray, it's not about the clothes, it's not about a transition from beautiful to beast or why did we break our company. The 90 minutes or so of runtime is spent giving nothing and taking all but time.
It's disconnected from the viewer, from the models, from the underwear and from the company. It would be best to call this a requiem for a dying beast.
It's disconnected from the viewer, from the models, from the underwear and from the company. It would be best to call this a requiem for a dying beast.