4.5/10
I'm still waiting for a David Cronenberg movie I really love as even his best efforts (The Fly, Videodrome) I've found overrated. He's a .200 director for me. Maps to the Stars probably isn't "best Cronenberg" by any metric. It's very reminiscent of his last, Cosmopolis, as it too feels angry and restless and makes some rather banal stabs and commentary about whatever Cronenberg was seemingly annoyed by on the day of shooting. But it's just as content to look pretty and it always does, given the gorgeous Hollywood interiors most of the movie is shot in.
The actors are the main draw here, especially Julianne Moore who is fantastic. Mia Wasikowska is fine too and I don't know who Evan Bird is but he was great as a snotty, punchable-faced spoiler child star.
As for the movie itself, it felt like David Lynch (speaking of) already critiqued everything said here with way more artistry and way more weirdness in Mulholland Dr. and Inland Empire. Maps wants you to believe it's weird and arty but it's not, really, and the ending proves that. Kind of like Cosmopolis, which started out weird and arty and ended totally boring. Mostly Maps is just kind of unpleasant, certainly not something worth revisiting any time soon.
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