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MOVIE REVIEW
Maps to the Stars (2014)
Bruce Wagner’s novel “Dead Stars” — the sister-mother to his script for David Cronenberg‘s “Maps to the Stars” once the production process had run its course — is fevered and fixated: a tirade about the sight of Hollywood parents and their kids locked in self-destruction. Its presiding spirits could include Terry Richardson, who’s miraculously never actually mentioned; and whoever first hacked into Jennifer Lawrence’s iCloud, whose coming is practically foretold. If Mr. Cronenberg had made his film equally feverish it might be easier to embrace, but instead he applies a bucket of cold water. Any actual zeitgeist is given such a wide berth that everything happens in a safely isolated sandpit, somewhere in a Never-Never-La-La-Land.
