-By John DeFore
For movie details, please click here.
Train wrecks multiply to dispiriting effect in David Giancola's
Addicted to Fame, which chronicles the calamitous production
of Anna Nicole Smith's final film and the travails producers faced
as they tried to milk, then escape, the publicity her involvement
attracted. The doc has clear therapeutic value for its maker, who
finally gets to justify actions others viewed as shameless
exploitation, but its potential with moviegoers is on par with that
of the straight-to-video "crapfest" (their words, not ours) that
preceded it.
Narrating throughout in a chipper voiceover that isn't as clever as
he thinks it is, Giancola first introduces himself as a filmmaker
stuck in the B-movie world. Having made straight-to-vid flicks
starring Sean Astin, Jesse Eisenberg and Stacy Keach, the
auteur decided to send up B cinema with the sci-fi romp
Illegal Aliens. And if you're going to mock a genre that
routinely makes mockery irrelevant, what better star than Playmate
gold-digger Anna Nicole Smith?
Giancola assures us he wasn't as stupid as we think for casting a
star everyone knew would be unreliable at best. He claims he had an
"evil plan" as backup: Hire two cameramen to catch any bad behavior
on set, so even if the feature flopped he'd be able to mock his
star in a damning tell-all documentary.
Unfortunately, the cameramen he hired were so untalented, they make
Giancola look like an august craftsman. Though Smith fell apart in
a big way—letting dog excrement pile up in her trailer, dodging
call times, and failing to remember even the lines she herself
wrote—the footage we see is about as clumsy as she is. Smith does
the filmmakers' work for them while recording promotional
interviews, making so little sense we assume she's on drugs, but
mocking this stuff is so redundant it's cruel.
The movie's setbacks didn't end with the wrap party, of course:
Though developments like Smith's Supreme Court appearance drew
major attention to the film, the sudden death of her son, and then
her own demise, made releasing
Illegal Aliens all but
impossible. Giancola wallows annoyingly, complaining about twists
of fate; his executive producer, former “Dynasty” cast member John
James, comes off as slightly more sympathetic by exhibiting some
genuine concern for the tabloid magnet in the months before her
drug overdose.
—
The Hollywood Reporter
Film Review: Addicted to Fame
Behind-the-scenes look at Anna Nicole Smith's swan song is barely more competent than the exploitation flick it examines.
Nov 27, 2012
-By John DeFore
For movie details, please click here.
Train wrecks multiply to dispiriting effect in David Giancola's
Addicted to Fame, which chronicles the calamitous production of Anna Nicole Smith's final film and the travails producers faced as they tried to milk, then escape, the publicity her involvement attracted. The doc has clear therapeutic value for its maker, who finally gets to justify actions others viewed as shameless exploitation, but its potential with moviegoers is on par with that of the straight-to-video "crapfest" (their words, not ours) that preceded it.
Narrating throughout in a chipper voiceover that isn't as clever as he thinks it is, Giancola first introduces himself as a filmmaker stuck in the B-movie world. Having made straight-to-vid flicks starring Sean Astin, Jesse Eisenberg and Stacy Keach, the
auteur decided to send up B cinema with the sci-fi romp
Illegal Aliens. And if you're going to mock a genre that routinely makes mockery irrelevant, what better star than Playmate gold-digger Anna Nicole Smith?
Giancola assures us he wasn't as stupid as we think for casting a star everyone knew would be unreliable at best. He claims he had an "evil plan" as backup: Hire two cameramen to catch any bad behavior on set, so even if the feature flopped he'd be able to mock his star in a damning tell-all documentary.
Unfortunately, the cameramen he hired were so untalented, they make Giancola look like an august craftsman. Though Smith fell apart in a big way—letting dog excrement pile up in her trailer, dodging call times, and failing to remember even the lines she herself wrote—the footage we see is about as clumsy as she is. Smith does the filmmakers' work for them while recording promotional interviews, making so little sense we assume she's on drugs, but mocking this stuff is so redundant it's cruel.
The movie's setbacks didn't end with the wrap party, of course: Though developments like Smith's Supreme Court appearance drew major attention to the film, the sudden death of her son, and then her own demise, made releasing
Illegal Aliens all but impossible. Giancola wallows annoyingly, complaining about twists of fate; his executive producer, former “Dynasty” cast member John James, comes off as slightly more sympathetic by exhibiting some genuine concern for the tabloid magnet in the months before her drug overdose.
—
The Hollywood Reporter