"The first lady is trapped in an invisible bubble from which she will never be able to escape as long as she lives, and she hasn't even noticed. What I am trying to say is that Melania is a horror movie. And a horror movie of this magnitude (no gore, but a pervasive sense of dread) deserves to be seen on the big screen,"
"When I saw it in theaters today in Washington, D.C., I was hoping to find a few avid Melania-heads in attendance, perhaps dressed as Cursed Red Trees or wearing her I Really Don't Care, Do U? jacket in homage to her trip to the U.S.-Mexico border. But when I sat down with my commemorative black-and-white Melania popcorn bucket-on which a business-suited Melania stares impassively from a white chair-the audience was ... almost entirely journalists, with maybe three exceptions."
"This film, directed by Brett Ratner (yes, the one accused of sexual misconduct by multiple women), follows Melania's preparations for Inauguration Day: her outfit, the decorations, some vague gestures toward her various initiatives as first lady. It involves many moments that are intended to be compelling, or mournful, or romantic, which you can tell because the soundtrack so aggressively telegraphs what to feel at every possible moment."
The film portrays Melania Trump as isolated and trapped inside an invisible, unnoticed bubble that produces an atmosphere of pervasive dread. The movie treats Melania like a horror protagonist, focusing on Inauguration Day preparations: outfits, decorations, and vague initiatives as first lady. The soundtrack aggressively cues emotions, using iconic songs to telegraph mood. The director is Brett Ratner, who has been accused of sexual misconduct by multiple women. The theatrical audience encountered by the reviewer was mostly journalists rather than fans, and the film emphasizes tone and spectacle over substantive insight.
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