I haven't seen it. But I'm thinking about it.
Fully five people have asked me to review the Melania film. Unfortunately none of them are the editors of well-funded magazines - do they still have those? - and I'm loathe to give either of the two billionaires involved in Melania any of my money. But that's a shame. Because I really do want to see it. If anything is a cultural snapshot of where we are now, it's this vacuous bum-blast of expensive nothingness. I'm anticipating something from the same cinematic universe as Kim Kardashian's All's Fair , but with an even more leaden central performance. And it will be a performance because we can never know anything about Melania. I bet she's had a very interesting life and seen some terrible things and signed a lot of N.D.A.s. She is, before, everything else, a survivor. After everything else as well, perhaps. I don't know why we set such store by survivors. They're humanity's stubborn stains. I bet she's seen a few of those as well. She is...
