The basic plot follows Michael Jackson as he befriends Marilyn Monroe who convinces him to come to a castle where she lives in Scotland. Once there we see the castle is inhabited by a cavalcade of impersonators such as The Three Stooges, Abraham Lincoln, Sammy Davis Jr., James Dean and Marilyn's husband and daughter, Charlie Chaplin and Shirley Temple. I know it sounds stupid and yes, it's very strange but it's also kind of beautiful, touching and extremely funny.
Shot on classic Super 35 mm "Mister Lonely" visually reminded me of the great insane epic films of the 1970's like William Friedkin's "Sorcerer" or Michael Cimino's cautionary tale film "Heaven's Gate." I was also reminded of Werner Herzog's "Fitzcarraldo" or "Aguirre, The Wrath of God" but I think that might be because Herzog co-stars in the film as a priest. In any case, the use of Super 35 coupled with the imagery Korine throws onscreen literally had me catching my breath a few times as what I was seeing was clearly new but felt so classic and cinematic. Images of flying nuns and a crew of celebrity impersonators herding sheep will forever be branded on my brain. I mean, where in life will you ever see Abe Lincoln cursing out James Deen for letting a sheep get by him? There's also several scenes of striking beauty coupled with extreme sadness that I would ruin if I wrote of them here. I'll just say you have to see the film and you'll know exactly what I'm talking about.
Morton as Monroe is uncannily perfect in her gestures and voice plus, she's smoking hot as Marilyn. And it's her role that carries the film as it soon becomes obvious that this castle inhabited by impersonators is a sort of "Never Never Land" where these people can be themselves without the pressures of normality. However events unfold that force reality onto the group affecting their acute Peter Pan Syndrome in ways that will leave them forever changed.
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