Half-baked celebrity satire that feels like tired reruns of more influential movies. It ends up having some slightly more interesting commentary on the follies of journalism and the pitfalls of writing on influences versus amplifying dangerous voices, but it all arrives too late and packaged with tired cliches that feel like a pick-and-mix of better recent films.
Malkovich comes away shining however and it’s far from offensively bad, just needed a little more finessing away from easy shock tactics.
