Review: 'The Canyons' a dreary look at Hollywood
This film image released by IFC Films shows Lindsay Lohan, left, and James Deen in a scene from "The Canyons." (AP Photo/IFC Films)
LOS ANGELES (AP) — Far from the renegade, boundary-pushing, sexually explicit sensation that its makers have been suggesting, "The Canyons" is a lame, one-dimensional and ultimately dreary look at peripheral Hollywood types not worth anyone's time either onscreen or in real life. Skanky side of L.A. expert Bret Easton Ellis employs nothing but melodramatic cliches in relating the manipulative and duplicitous doings of characters altogether interchangeable in their tediousness and lack of distinct personalities, while Paul Schrader had far more to work with in his last foray into scum-bucket Hollywood behavior in the excellent "Auto Focus."
This film image released by IFC Films shows Lindsay Lohan in a scene from "The Canyons." (AP Photo/IFC Films)
And any expectations of explicit sex fostered by the presence of porn star James Deen and press reports of top-billed Lindsay Lohan getting down for real here are not even approached, much less fulfilled, as there's nothing beyond standard R-rated talk and nudity on hand. It's this sort of non-entertaining, pseudo-arty film that partially is responsible for the shuttered and abandoned movie theaters that symbolically adorn the opening and closing credits.
"Nobody has a private life anymore," Deen's rich pretty boy Christian aptly points out early on to his live-in actress girlfriend Tara (Lohan). But then he spends the rest of the film's running time essentially proving the contrary, as he obsessively and twistedly endeavors to pry out the truth about Tara's past and present relationship with aspiring actor Ryan (Nolan Funk), another gym-toned clone who's dating Christian's assistant Gina (Amanda Brooks) and is supposed to play the lead in a low-budget film Christian is backing.