Every moment in Jones’s film is so precisely textured that it becomes fantastical.
The film’s weird mix of dollhouse dread and fashion-magazine chic can be fetching, but it’s nothing if not vacuous, a series of disjointed, improvisatory riffs.
It traffics in a sort of vague, half-defined spiritual questing. It also deals in an opposites-attract romantic plotline between a pair of chemistry-less leads.
Your bones will feel osteoporotic by the time you’re done consuming the extras on this hearty DVD package, but fans of the film will no doubt welcome the process.
David Fincher would seem, in terms of temperament, an unlikely directorial choice for The Curious Case of Benjamin Button.
From Patrick Wilson’s buttocks to the equally assy faces of the film’s gossipy stay-at-home moms.