Generation Wealth

I enjoyed this film. It was very compelling. All profiles are of damaged people with a lot of regret. Including the film maker, who confesses her feelings of abandonment by her own mother as a child, only to repeat the cycle herself...

This movie was a reminder of the importance of striving for balance... so many of the characters featured clealry lost sight of the damage done to themselves and their relationships in their obsessive pursuit of money for the sake of it. Lauren Greenfield's decades of chronicling gets showcased in this expose - and as someone raised in LA during these decades, it speaks the truth. Bravo Lauren. This should be required viewing for all students of modern culture in the developed and developing world...

What interesting subject matter spanning decades of following kids born with silver spoons. And there definitely IS some interesting photography and inter views, but the biggest issue is that it fails to draw any big conclusions around the central theme. It feels a little bit like, "here is some info from my work as a journalist/photographer and make with it what you well." Which is fine, but it lacked follow-through thematically.

Started out with topic at hand. Generational wealth splattered with self promotion of her other movies/ writings. A tablespoon of her family biography and an inner look at some family pathology. Too self serving for my taste. For the love of God stay on topic.

Literally all over the place. Large disappointment.

This is surely one of the most important stories we can be telling about the way we live now- the relentless pursuit for wealth and fame that obsesses up so many us. Celebrated photo journalist Lauren Greenfield brings her unique eye to bear on over twenty years of excess. The stories she focuses on are both appalling and touching. Greenfield looks at the wealthy LA teens of the 90s including a young Kim Kardashian and talks to the extraordinary disgraced hedge fund manager Florian Homm, a former porn star and most heartbreakingly of all a neglectful mother obsessed with plastic surgery. It's an idiosyncratic documentary about the pursuit of money as an inadequate sticking plaster over the pervading wounds of scarcity and lack we feel in a secular, fame obsessed society. Greenfield seems to acknowledge her own unreliability as a narrator by turning the camera on herself and her family and documenting her own absences from them as she relentlessly pursued her subjects over the years. It makes for an uneven narrative and a story without easy conclusions. But it felt truthful to me because of it. We're all in this mess together and we are all voyeurs.