VIFF Review: Maps to the Stars

Posted by Matthew on September 30, 2014
Movies, Reviews

VIFF 2014

Maps to the Stars

David Cronenberg makes two kinds of films: Great ones and weird ones. I’m honestly not sure which category Maps to the Stars falls into. On the one hand it’s a biting indictment of Hollywood and the stars who live there and featuring some completely amazing performances but on the other it’s a muddled mess of slow-moving plots, some of which are never resolved.

The story begins with a girl named Agatha (Mia Wasikowska) arriving in Los Angeles. She meets Jerome (Robert Pattinson), a limo driver, and gets a job as a personal assistant to Havana Segrand (Julianne Moore), and aging actress with some severe personality disorders, and it turns out she’s also connected to the child star of the moment Benji (Evan Bird) and his parents, domineering mother (Olivia Williams) and new age self-help guru father (John Cusack).

There are more connections between all the characters but without spoiling too much of the plot I can tell you that the movie spreads itself way too thin, and does so way too slowly. There are a lot of things to like here, first and foremost Julianne Moore diving headfirst into a crazy character. And I don’t mean crazy like “she’s wacky” I mean crazy like “this woman is self obsessed, narcissistic, willing to do anything to get to the top, and is haunted by the ghost of her mother”.

Yes, one of the sub plots is a ghost story. In fact two of the subplots are ghost stories, at least in part. Another is Havana Segrand desperately trying to get a part in a remake of a film her mother starred in –playing the same role– despite having a, shall we say, complicated relationship with her mother. And her mother’s ghost. Did I mention there is a ghost story?

Moore is in fine form here. I’m not kidding when I say she dives in head first to the emotional turmoil of this troubled character. It’s difficult then that she is stuck opposite Mia Wasikowska who is about as charismatic as a two-by-four (which, to be fair, seems to be by design).

John Cusack also dives in head first to his new ages self help massage therapist character with the key difference being that instead of being bi-polar he’s just legitimately creepy.

What’s strange is that it feels like there could have been a legitimately great film here. If it has just been the story of Havana Segrand going insane working on a remake of her mothers film, or if it has just been the story of a young girl with a troubled past trying to reconnect with her estranged family, or if it had just been the story of an actor/writer/limo driver trying to make it in LA and being corrupted by the broken people around him, then the film may have had some focus and been more compelling. It’s that last one which is the most infuriating. An audience insert character we could relate to would have redeemed almost everything about this movie but instead we see the story through the eyes of arguably the most troubled character.

Maps to the Stars has a couple of great performances to keep it going and if you like Cronenberg’s style of directing (which is a little cold and detached) then you might like this but it’s a bit of a mess, and it’s a mess that isn’t redeemed by it’s few highlights for me.

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