Warning: major spoilers for The Virgin Suicides (1999) and Lick the Star (1998) below. I encourage you to watch both if you haven’t already before reading this essay. There are plenty of notoriously angry filmmakers: William Friedkin with his dogged outcasts on their hatefully nihilistic quests; Abel Ferrara with his tortured protagonists destroying themselves with violence, drugs, sex, and Catholic guilt; Oliver Stone with his Vietnam War trauma and dark alienation from the American project; Ken Loach with his strident socialist politics and unsparing depiction of working class suffering and militancy. All the above directors are justly celebrated for their verve, style, and command of the cinematic medium; they are also all men (although Ferrara’s
Suffocated by Luxury: The Anger of Sofia Coppola
Suffocated by Luxury: The Anger of Sofia…
Suffocated by Luxury: The Anger of Sofia Coppola
Warning: major spoilers for The Virgin Suicides (1999) and Lick the Star (1998) below. I encourage you to watch both if you haven’t already before reading this essay. There are plenty of notoriously angry filmmakers: William Friedkin with his dogged outcasts on their hatefully nihilistic quests; Abel Ferrara with his tortured protagonists destroying themselves with violence, drugs, sex, and Catholic guilt; Oliver Stone with his Vietnam War trauma and dark alienation from the American project; Ken Loach with his strident socialist politics and unsparing depiction of working class suffering and militancy. All the above directors are justly celebrated for their verve, style, and command of the cinematic medium; they are also all men (although Ferrara’s