The Glowing Beelzebub
Narcissism is not just for the beautiful. They don't believe that and I love them for that. I live in Los Angeles, which is arguably the capital of narcissism itself. Models, actors, agents, artists, musicians, those people in costumes hanging out in front of Grauman's Chinese Theater and many others, inhabit this ground zero of mirrors, memories, cameras and commerce in image.
Nicolas Winding Refn brings this all into play in his Neon Demon. We are just the moth flying to the zapper because it looks so beautiful and damn the risks to just touch it just once. Zap! This art film (with plot included!) wades into the glitter filth of the modeling industry and melds it with some supernatural vibes. So just another day in Los Angeles.
Move the hands on your digital phone to 420 and hug this gorgeous, broken, bloody, mirror ball tightly to your less then perfect body and smile for the cameras.