[This is a re-post of my review from the 2013 Sundance Film Festival. The Look of Love opens today in limited release.]
Real estate magnate, nudie show producer, and smut publisher Paul Raymond cared more about success than people. It’s an obvious conclusion from a man who treated women as objects, put his own desires first, and didn’t mind doing cocaine with his daughter. Perhaps it’s appropriate that Michael Winterbottom‘s The Look of Love never bothers to look any deeper at its protagonist since Raymond never took a deeper look at the people in his life. Nevertheless, it still makes for an uninteresting biopic, and a surprisingly bland picture considering the lengths its subject went to in order to titillate his audience.