God Save My Shoes Reviews
Watching "God Save My Shoes," Julie Benasra's blithely blinkered documentary, is like gorging on empty calories: flavorful, diverting and with a slightly nauseating aftertaste.
There's no escaping the fact that Benasra's doc does little more than perpetuate the myth of women-all women-as vapid materialists worshipping at the altar of Manolo Blahnik.
Benasra obviously has an affinity for her subject. But her alternately lighthearted and pseudo-serious approach here ultimately proves more wearisome than illuminating.
While fascinating at times delving into shoes as emotional accessorizing, the infomercial leaning, ecstatic cluelessness of these quick fix female shoe junkies did not shed light on how corporations create unhealthy consumer imaginary needs for profit.