Her Smell

Much like it's titular character, this movie is often a big mess with glimmers of promise poking through the cracks. It aims to embody the archetype of the rock 'n roll downward spiral, but really just comes off like Courtney Love cosplay. Elizabeth Moss is an immensely talented actress, but she may be playing this character a little over the top. They beat the point into the ground that she messes up everything she touches, but before long she becomes insufferable to watch and impossible to root for. Of course this is the intent on some level, so in a way, it does succeed. It has success elsewhere with the camera work and almost Birdman-esque way they stitched together some near one take scenes that nicely capture the frantic backstage energy. Some scenes do drag a bit though and the film struggles to justify it's 2+ hr run-time.

Becky Something (Elisabeth Moss) is the lead singer of an once successful punk rock group. She struggles with drugs, drunkenness, instability, personal drama, and professional chaos. She's fighting with ex-husband Danny (Dan Stevens). Her mother Ania (Virginia Madsen) supports her through thick and thin. Ali van der Wolff (Gayle Rankin) and Marielle Hell (Agyness Deyn) are her long suffering bandmates. Their manager Howard Goodman (Eric Stoltz) is desperate to get her to finish her next album and recruits a new band called Akergirls. Its three members are Crassie Cassie (Cara Delevingne), Roxie Rotten (Ashley Benson), and Dottie O.Z. (Dylan Gelula).

It's an applaudable performance from Moss but the problem is that it gets rather monotonous. The constant chaos becomes the same thing over and over again until it stops being interesting. The shaman threatens to push it over into silliness. Like the band, she needs a bigger second to bounce off with narratively. Agyness Deyn is given a section which helps a lot but she may be better as the straight man lead. At one point, I assume that the movie is setting up Cara Delevingne as the second character but then she fades into the background. It's over two hours and much of it has Becky's chaos. It needs a second character to provide stable story telling.

First 1:20 of this movie is exhausting. Same thing over and over and over. Could have accomplished the point in about 30mins. Seems they wanted to say, "look at how well Moss plays her character" by using redundancy.

The real movie, and acting, starts after all this.

As much I like Moss, I just did not believe her here; she came off as a spoiled, crazed child with no discernible talent, and I could not buy all the sweet, civilized, polite punk rockers in thrall.

I think the problem with this film is less with miscasting and more with the script, or lack thereof, as this could have been an incisive depiction of a musical genius, but instead is just a series of clips tied together without any real music, characters or plot.

A psychedelic description of a decadent female punk singer. Alcohol, drugs, oversized egos, squabbles as childish as insignificant ... and tutti quanti! Talent? We are still looking for it. With an omnipresent and disturbing music, the atmosphere is excessively dark, punk and degenerate. An absolute nightmare!

Small confidence: I preferred leaving the air-conditioned movie theater and joining the suffocating heat wave rather than endure this irritating film, even if Elisabeth Moss is absolutley astonishing. If I like to listen to this or that album, the more-or-less-private life of the artists disinterest me to the highest point. Therefore, in my humble opinion, this movie is a complete nuisance and almost pointless.