slice of style: Sofia Coppola’s Marie Antoinette
Tuesday, March 11th, 2008
Before I saw the movie Marie Antoinette, I would never have imagined that the holy trinity — music, fashion, sugar — could be combined in such a fantastic, salivation-inducing way. At every turn in this film, you are met with a feast for the eyes and the ears; it’s like 1780 and 1980 collided in a fortunate time machine accident, and as you’re along for the ride, you munch away on a bitesize pastry while bobbing your head to Siouxsie & The Banshees, The Cure, and Bow Wow Wow being played on a harpsichord.

The food — the pink pastries and yellow mini cakes, decked out in strawberries and ribbons of icing — are just as much a part of the art of the movie as the gorgeous wardrobe designed by Milena Canonera. The costumes themselves bear resemblance to a confectionary masterpiece; gowns like waves of smooth, pastel-hued icing, and hair like piles of pale whipped cream, bejeweled with sugary flowers and birds.
The problem of leisure - what to do for pleasure?
Director Sofia Coppola’s modern take on the historical “teen queen who rocked Versailles” shows Marie Antoinette as a confused, angsty, and bored teenager with a lot of money and time to waste. As such, we see scenes of Marie and her giggling entourage trying on dozens of gorgeous gowns, pondering important questions (which do you like best - with or without ruffles?), guzzling down champagne and going through boxes upon boxes of shoes (where we catch a brief glimpse of a pair of Converses).
During a montage of extravagance and overindulgence, accompanied by Bow Wow Wow’s I Want Candy (80’s anyone?), Marie brings in her own personal hairdresser who piles her blonde hair up to a staggering height, pats it down to powdered perfection, and then proceeds to add feathers, fake birds, glitz, and glamour. In a later scene, Marie’s brother comments that she could hide a small pet in her hair.

Reminiscent of a modern prom-slash-nightclub, Marie Antoinette sneaks out with her hubby and clique to a masquerade ball. While dancing the night away to Siouxsie and the Banshees, Marie rocks a gorgeous black ballgown and “mask”, while her BFF, the Duchess de Polignac, shows off a lovely green peacock look.
The ladies in this movie know how to accessorize — be it with exquisite and ornate hand fans (I am such a sucker for fans), elegant drop earrings, hot pink feathers, and even a simple sliver of black velvet tied around the neck.

The makeup is kept quite simple in this movie, and it all adheres to a basic formula: smooth, ghostly-white faces, neutral eyes with minimal mascara and no eyeliner to be seen, and a shock of pink or red just at the apples of the cheeks and staining the lips.

Critics have ripped Marie Antoinette to shreds. (Who listens to critics, anyways? Not I, said the cat.) But, no matter how you feel about the non-conformity, or the acting, or the accents (or lack thereof) or any of it, I find it hard to believe that anyone would dare to say that this movie is not a sweet feast for the eyes, as well as a fashion influence.


