"B Brett Ratner's Melania documentary is an uninspired and detached retelling of the former First Lady's journey to the White House. The film, which premiered at a screening for select guests including Mike Tyson and Queen Rania of Jordan, plays more like a shallow exercise in visual splendor than a genuine attempt to explore Melania Trump's life and experiences.
As the camera lingers on Melania's face, it becomes clear that her expression is one of listless detachment, as if she's going through the motions rather than truly engaged with the world around her. Her voice, meanwhile, is often reduced to a monotone drone, lacking any real emotion or conviction. The film's attempts at drama are similarly underwhelming, with the most contentious moments revolving around Melania's struggles with fashion and the loosening of her white blouse.
The documentary also raises questions about its own intentions and motivations. Is it meant to be a serious biopic, or simply a vanity project showcasing Melania's designer taste? The line between fact and fiction is often blurred, leaving viewers feeling disoriented and disconnected from the subject matter.
One can't help but draw parallels with Jonathan Glazer's The Zone of Interest, a film that cleverly critiques the superficiality of privilege and power. In contrast, Ratner's Melania feels like a gilded trash remake of that very same film – a shallow, overproduced exercise in style without substance.
Ultimately, the documentary is more concerned with showcasing Melania's glamorous facade than with exploring the complexities and challenges of her role as First Lady. The result is a viewing experience that is at once dispiriting, deadly dull, and spectacularly unrevealing."
As the camera lingers on Melania's face, it becomes clear that her expression is one of listless detachment, as if she's going through the motions rather than truly engaged with the world around her. Her voice, meanwhile, is often reduced to a monotone drone, lacking any real emotion or conviction. The film's attempts at drama are similarly underwhelming, with the most contentious moments revolving around Melania's struggles with fashion and the loosening of her white blouse.
The documentary also raises questions about its own intentions and motivations. Is it meant to be a serious biopic, or simply a vanity project showcasing Melania's designer taste? The line between fact and fiction is often blurred, leaving viewers feeling disoriented and disconnected from the subject matter.
One can't help but draw parallels with Jonathan Glazer's The Zone of Interest, a film that cleverly critiques the superficiality of privilege and power. In contrast, Ratner's Melania feels like a gilded trash remake of that very same film – a shallow, overproduced exercise in style without substance.
Ultimately, the documentary is more concerned with showcasing Melania's glamorous facade than with exploring the complexities and challenges of her role as First Lady. The result is a viewing experience that is at once dispiriting, deadly dull, and spectacularly unrevealing."