"Forget all that blabber about whether or not there’s real sex in Factory Girl. If Sienna Miller and Hayden Christensen really go all the way—their murky love scene makes that seem unlikely—it would be the most elegant thing about this misguided biopic. For all the appreciable intentions of director George Hickenlooper, you can get a better feel for the sad demise of Andy Warhol muse Edie Sedgwick from the clips available on YouTube."-Eric Kohn of New York Press on "Factory Girl," which I saw this morning. Yes, it's yet another mediocre indie biopic about an ancillary member of Andy Warhol's entourage, also featuring Christensen doing an underwhelming impression of "Bob Dylan," who is never named or credited in the film for obvious legal reasons. Sienna Miller, though, was pretty impressive, and I also really liked Guy Pearce's Warhol.
Just like every other '60s/'70s-set biopic, the third act is consumed almost entirely by drugs, bad haircuts, and screaming. Miller, incidentally, by the end is almost a dead ringer for "Cabaret"-era Liza Minnelli.
Posted by Stephen Silver at February 8, 2007 12:03 AM