It's striking that so many people here seem to be treating Norma Jean as a blank slate onto which they can project their own fantasies and delusions about the mythical 'Marilyn Monroe'. I don't much care how factually accurate the film is. Biopics should be judged on their success in pursuing, truthfully (as opposed to merely 'factually'), aspects of the life of a well-known figure, and the place he or she occupies in cultural, social or political life. Many of the best biopics are riven with factual inaccuracies (often deliberately so) but still manage to provide genuine insights. It's called drama. Having said that, this movie is perilously close to being a load of old crap. Biopics usually are.
The worst thing about it is surely the clunky 'split personality' conceit that is portrayed through the Norma Jean/Ashley Judd v. Marilyn Monroe/Mira Sorvino device. It's cringeworthy. No, Jean and Monroe were not different people, and despite fine performances from Judd and Sorvino, the manner in which this division is adopted only begs the question, where did that breathless, boop-boop-bee-doo voice materialise from? Did Jean/Judd's apparently no nonsense, tough-talking vocal chords get removed during plastic surgery? I can see the director and screenwriter now, saying, "Hey, I know - let's emphasise the transformation of Norma into Marilyn by actually having Norma speak to Marilyn, giving her pep talks and general advice! Yeh!! A different name, a different look, a different voice - a whole different person! That's the way it was, right?!" Idiots.
The lion and the calf shall lie down together, but the calf won't get much sleep.
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