The least interesting thing one can say of Maps to the Stars is that it satirizes Hollywood to a greater or lesser degree of success. Set among the vindictive squabbles, pathological careerism, and $18,000 Rodeo Drive shopping binges of various industry operators, the movie uses the Dream Factory as both material and milieu, a double function that needs to be differentiated and examined. The material dimension—Hollywood as the raw stuff of the story—can largely be indexed to Bruce Wagner’s screenplay.
This is a lovely, small-scale late 13th century monument with beautiful frescoes from the same time. The frescoes of the narthex were painted in the 16th century.
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