Refn's morbidly satirical exposé of the fashion industry and competitive world of modeling is more cinematographically inspired but substantively underwhelming kitsch.
Nicolas Winding Refn's latest eighties-infected giallo homage is born in The Neon Demon, where the fetishistic director returns to the States from his 2013 film in the seedy underbelly of Bangkok (Only God Forgives) to the equally exploitative glamor of Los Angeles.