Coralie Fargeat's supposed satire on Hollywood's impossible standards for women is an ultimately unpleasant and ugly screed against those that try to play the game.
A fading star signs up for a strange medical procedure in Coralie Fargeat's vacuous attempt at a Hollywood body horror.
By Ed Gibbs
This year’s festival offered plenty of devilishly dark delights within its raucous Midnight strand.
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