Wednesday, September 25, 2013
After fashion biographies as insightful and entertaining as 2008's "The September Issue" and last year's "Diana Vreeland: The Eye Has to Travel," the genre crashes to Earth with "Mademoiselle C," a shockingly inept vanity project for the former Vogue Paris editor Carine Roitfeld (hardly a mademoiselle), who in 2011 left Conde Nast to start (with Stephen Gan of Visionaire) her own magazine, CR Fashion Book.
Only the photo shoots themselves bring Fabien Constant's film intermittently to life; the rest of the material is so disjointed, my friend and I repeatedly shrugged our shoulders and threw up our hands. At times, we're literally watching camera-phone footage surreptitiously shot by Roitfeld at A-list fashion events. Not cinematic stuff. Ooh, there's Beyonce! There's James Franco! And who the hell are you, again?