But a ghost haunts her: Ellie’s mother shares the same desire to work as a designer. His mother moved to London only to die by suicide. Now Ellie saw her face in every mirror.
Similarly, her mother, Ellie, who adored the style and music of the 1960s, decided to move to London to attend fashion school. But her loving grandmother (the touching Rita Tushingham) fears her: she can see and feel emotions that no one else can, a kind of strong psychic connection with her environment. After receiving rave reviews from her college friends—they tease creative Ellie for wearing the clothes she makes, and for her humble origins in Cornwall—she decides to move in on her own. She rented a vintage flat from Ms.
It’s an incredible setting for Ellie until she begins to dream of becoming Sandy (Anya Taylor-Joy), a blonde young woman living in London in 1966. Soon the line between reality and fantasy blurs, and Ellie’s dream becomes a nightmare. Co-written with Krysty Wilson-Cairns (“1917”), Wright’s “Last Night in Soho” is funny and chaotic, slick and stylish, and messy in its confusing second half.
The first part of “Last Night in Soho” sings the way Wright loves the drip of a sharp needle: songs like “Downtown” by Petula Clark, “Got My Mind Set on You” by James Ray, and “A” by Peter and Gordon. World Without Love” toe tap Ellie’s adventure through London. The young woman is like a fool, fascinated by what she reads about the big city, and searches for the London she hears in her favorite songs. How McKenzie plays Ellie is no different from her turn as Tom in “Leave No Trace.” He’s a stranger trapped in a foreign land, trying to mend his disconnection from his parents. She used her nostalgia for the ’60s as a safety net, eventually buying clothes from the era and turning her hair blonde.
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The initial premise for “Last Night in Soho” was also a hit. As a country girl now living in a big city, she must avoid the perverted elements. During a taxi ride, for example, the driver starts commenting on his feet, and wants to know if another model lives with him. Wright wanted to make this film not only a warning against blind nostalgia, but also a critique of dirty and toxic men.
This central hook hints at the latter theme, that when Ellie sleeps she doesn’t just see Sandy, Ellie becomes Sandy. On one side of the mirror is Sandy. On the other hand, Ellie. However, the two characters are opposites. Unlike the shy Ellie, Sandy appears confidently as a runway model. He knows what he wants. And he thought he knew how to get it.
Where Wright’s film starts to falter is with the villains. See, Sandy is under the tutelage of Jack (Matt Smith), a striped, pompadoured agent who represents all the girls. Unbeknownst to Sandy, Jack is a pimp. And he uses his hunger for fame against him by promising ways that he proposes will help his career. While Ellie became afraid of him, the audience did not. It would be inaccurate to say that the concept of Jack would not be a hated villain. But Wright didn’t build that character up enough for him to be more than a boogeyman.
Wright made his mark with the zombie comedy “Shaun of the Dead,” so it’s no surprise that he’s returning to tactics here. Amidst the colorful, surreal kaleidoscopic reflections, a group of terrifying apparitions seem to attack Ellie. These ghosts cause some fear because they are indistinguishable, and how often Wright spreads them. The ever-shrinking boundary between Ellie and Sandy might be interesting if the two were more connected than having the same address in different decades.
“Last Night in Soho” also suffers from common errors that arise from color blind casting. To invoke fear in one scene, which inadvertently becomes the film’s scariest, the film’s only black character (Michael Ajao) dresses up for Halloween only to end the night being accused of being raped by a white woman. It is difficult to further discuss the t scene
Beyond the early themes, such as fanaticism of the past and toxic men—not enough to carry this film. Wright has nothing to say about the sex industry, the casting couch or mental health beyond a surface level understanding. Instead, it relied on cornball humor, exaggerated gore and gore, and homage to far better films. Usually that would be enough, and it’s happened in the past, but the tone of his voice didn’t quite match the heavy subject of the film this time around. In fact, the twist ending won’t surprise a lot of people.
This review was submitted from the North American premiere at the Toronto International Film Festival. The film opens on October 29, 2021.
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