Plenty to Like, Plenty to Dislike
This is one of the few movies I've ever seen where the whole audience broke into spontaneous, loud applause a third of the way in.
The film creates a perfect balance between action and depth of basic needs, in the midst of an infertile atmosphere.
It's the kind of movie you'll want to see a second time with someone who hasn't seen it yet, to remember what it was like to watch it for the first time.
Instead we have those 90 minutes of dull, empty movie ! I have never bend my knees to superstar, acclaimed artists so they have to prove me they do something really outstanding : here, i see nothing ! Sienna spends all the movie smoking, drinking, getting stoned, being immature and careless ! Based on the movie, i'm still wondering why Warhold is called an artist; sure he was original as he is totally numb, detached (and well played by Pearce); Fallon and Anakin Skywalker are funny co-stars and Sienna is really charming with 60s fashion but everybody is lost in a pseudo intellectual, hype movie that says, builds nothing, with no drama, no lines, no idea.. So it's a long music video that could have easily reduced to the famous 15 minutes !
I caught this film some time ago, and instantly liked it. Even more so upon re-watch. As far as I can see it's somewhat divisive film, people either love it or look down upon it. Most of the resentment seem to come from the inaccurate portrayal of Sedgwick's life and the circle in which she moved....? I can't place a judgment in this respect cause I don't know a thing about this rich socialite and Warhol's one time muse. But, does it really matter?I went in blind and oblivious to the facts and approached the film on its own right, not as biography by numbers. I thought it shone the light on fame and the burden it inflicts upon the people "struck" by it. Whether it's constructed, deliberately sought or accidental, fame's bound to change people and make them feel as if they'd fallen from grace, once its gone.Not that I'm speaking from experience. Something else caught my attention and held the interest. Factory girl gave me a chance to take a peek at the fascinating, complicated, superficial, fabulous and cruel world of pop culture, art, its royalties and its victims. Even rich people cry, right, and though many instances from this dramatized biography might speak ill of everyone involved, I absolutely felt it offers a good look at that infamous gray area between top and bottom of society.Guy Pearce is phenomenal, multidimensional as Warhol and Sienna Miller is fragile, quirky, chic and beautiful enough to fit the role perfectly. I thought the dynamics between the two carried the whole film, with occasional decent supportive roles. Can't sing Pearce enough praise, actually, he is absolutely perfect here, detached, infantile, brilliant, fake, extravagant, self-constructed, jealous and ultimately flawed human being, all at once. I can see Miller's role bit unflattering, cause people don't tend to empathize with spoiled, entitled rich kids. But she brought another dimension to her Edie Segwick, that made me feel for her with all her shortcomings. Easily impressionable, with vastly superficial life style; she does have that freshness of youth and often comes off as naive bundle of emotions. Miller/Sedgwick carries these qualities around constantly throughout the film, she's more childlike than anything else, really.But, there's sort of ménage à trois introduced to the story, when quite self- centered and narcissistic musician Billy Quinn enters Edie's life. Playing hard to get, nonconformist young singer/songwriter marks the downfall of Sedgwick/Warhol friendship and collaboration, really wanting nothing more but a fling, and to settle down nicely with successful career and an uptown girl on his side, eventually.There's really no room for question who's used whom, although it might spring to mind. Next project awaits and next inspiration to turn to...I guess that's show biz for you, and this is one, less ordinary life story. Well made, rich with characters Factory Girl is touching film and an emotional ride.
Warhol's art was the antithesis of the notion of the artist--solitary, driven and passionate. instead Warhol--at least every film depiction of him--is a man in search of feeling, using group composition to find it through others, but still never finding true feeling. and his art shows this. when the genuine is missing in his works, he obviously has to resort to trickery and camouflage in order to attract an audience jaded and programmed by realistic photography.and so follows this movie. it is dull, flat and one dimensional. guy pierce couldn't save it, but unfortunately for him, he no doubt jumped at the chance to play Warhol, even for five minutes--and that is too bad. "i shot Andy Warhol"-- now that was a good film. lili taylor deserved at least an Oscar nomination for that role but never got it. if only it was a holocaust picture.
I've been waiting for years for a movie to be made about the fascinating life of Edie Sedgwick. Of course, she was "reintroduced" to the pop culture scene (after a brief stint as "girl of the year" in 1965) after the book "Edie: An American Biography" came out in the 1980s. The real Edie, who was an Andy Warhol superstar, enchanted and influenced her generation. But drugs, alcohol and mental instability destroyed her and she died of an overdose at a young age. All the elements for a great movie are part of her real biography. She came from a rich and dysfunctional family (two of her brother's committed suicide and she may have been molested by her father.) Sudden fame when she moved to New York. Drugs. Modeling. Beauty. Fame. Nymphomania. Insanity. And a final try at pulling herself together with a marriage before dying in her sleep at 28. This movie, however, is one dimensional. You never get a sense of who Edie is. Her tormented soul is never explored. Instead she is portrayed as a fresh faced naive girl who is made corrupt big bad artsy successes. By focusing on a brief fling with a folk singer of the era, the movie misses what made her so selfdestructive. Aside from her looks we never learn why she captivated the pop scene. We never discover why she was hell bent on stifling her soaring spirit. It is in the fault of the script which is trite and cliché. Sienna MIller could have been a good Edie if she had the material to work with. The sad part is that, now that this film is such a flop, probably no one will have the guts or get the funding to make the movie that Edie's life deserves.