"The Bling Ring" (2013) is Sofia Coppola's baby, writing and directing, and it's all right. It gets a 5.6 from 74,116 voters and a 66 Metacritic. Critics are more favorable than the public. This may be because the film gets repetitious in showing the teenage gang of suburbanites breaking into the homes of absent celebrities to steal clothes, jewels, accessories, watches and such. Cops are absent as characters. They only come in an arrest sequence. There is some narration or out of sequence looking-back material that lets us know early that they've been arrested. Altogether, it does come together as neo-noir.
I enjoyed seeing the movie unfold the teenage characters, since it's a world completely alien to me and one I'm only dimly aware of. The serious-satire in this movie is huge. There is especially one funny family in which the mom is into trendy LA suburban gibberish, pseudo-religious-psychological nonsense related to home-schooling. Two of her daughters (one a step-daughter) constantly fool their parents. They're heavily into Paris Hilton and Lindsay Lohan, fashion, clothes, and a few other modern celebrities who seem mostly to make a name by being celebrities. Kim Kardashian? These are people whose comings-and-goings make news whom I always wonder "Who in the world is that? What have they actually done?" Actually, I've seen Lohan in one neo-noir and she wasn't bad. Anyway, after being arrested, these daughters expertly know how to use the media attention to generate a false narrative and turn themselves into celebrities. The satire extends to the depiction of the celebrity mansions which contain ungodly amounts of fashion and designer stuff. This can be very attractive and distinctive, if showy. The gang rummages through it looking for what they think they need. More serious satire.
These kids don't lack for their next meal. They emulate being cool in their language. They actually know rap songs by heart and the lyrics reinforce their alienation from anything resembling work ethic values or actual accomplishments.
The world being shown is sort of an attachment to the Hollywood world. The aspirations are toward celebrity. Pop singers do this too. Publicity rules. Grabbing attention counts. There may or may not be some actual talent involved, or there may be talent that doesn't come up to the crowd's applause and concert attendance. People make spectacles of themselves to get ahead. "Network" sensed this a long ways back. There are whole generations of pop singers and stars that have made no impression on me and whose names are question marks to me. They receive awards that I've never heard of.