From a purely aesthetic point of view, this documentary is STUNNING. I mean, visually, you won't be able to turn away. (It reminds me of a quote Bonnie Raitt once shared decades ago. A fellow musician, upon first hearing Bonnie sing and play the guitar remarked, "You sound like bacon smells." Man, I love that quote. To that end, Slim Aarons' photos look like pink cotton candy tastes.)
Granted, it's the 1950s, 60s, and 70s in Palm Beach, Palm Springs and all across Italy and features gorgeous country club elites, but it does so beautifully.
Pretty interesting to hear someone say, "It is THIS PHOTO, RIGHT HERE, that launched Ralph Lauren."
Just really, really fascinating history behind countless photos Slim took for Life, Town & Country, and Holiday magazines.
Simple and vapid and privileged WASPiness, sure, but fascinating nonetheless to see how the top 1/10th of the top 1% lived some 50 years ago. Rockefeller, Vanderbilt, and the wealthier Europeans who made them look poor.
