
Along with stills from Vreeland’s life and splashy spreads from the magazines she curated, there are clips-sometimes extended ones-from old movies that seem to mimic the events being described in voice-over, sometimes with a corny literality. That’s a familiar documentary problem-what to give audiences to look at while they listen to someone talk-and this director tackles it in ways that are sometimes satisfying, sometimes not.


All this interview footage leaves the director with a lot of visual space to fill.
