However who is Angelyne, anyway? The reply, as posited in Peacock’s restricted sequence in regards to the determine, is “no matter Angelyne needs herself to be.” Primarily based on Gary Baum’s articles on Angelyne for The Hollywood Reporter and created by Nancy Oliver (“True Blood,” “Six Toes Below”) and showrunner Allison Miller (“Courageous New World”), “Angelyne” makes merry play of the traces between identification and delusion, and does it with all of the bubbly verve of the real-life determine it’s digging at. It’s good stuff.
“I’m not a lady,” Angelyne (Emmy Rossum) coos to herself within the opening moments of the sequence. “I’m an icon.” Her eyes are closed, her supply positive; within the parlance of our instances, she’s manifesting. She shapes her actuality, and over “Angelyne”’s 5 episodes, that want for management over her personal self-perception—and our notion of her—extends to the aesthetic material of the present itself. What outcomes is a winking camp opus in regards to the liberating energy of delusion, and simply how far you possibly can take a fantasy if you may get everybody else to consider in it together with you.
Every of the sequence’ 5 episodes, directed by Lucy Tcherniak (“The Finish of the F***king World”) and Matt Spicer (“Ingrid Goes West,” one other arch story of a lady reinventing herself in LA), largely heart themselves across the folks—principally males—who’ve been sucked into Angelyne’s gravitational pull and slingshot out the opposite facet, supporting gamers in her rags-to-riches-to-??? story. There’s Freddy (Charlie Rowe), the himbo rocker whose up-and-coming rock band Angelyne Yokos her approach into, and promptly destroys to construct publicity for herself. There’s Harold Wallach (Martin Freeman), the unassertive billboard printer who will get roped into being Angelyne’s supervisor by sheer power of will; Max Allen (Lukas Gage), who tried to movie a documentary about her in her later years to no avail; Jeff Glasner (Alex Karpovsky), the fictionalized model of Baum who tries to dispassionately examine her previous; the listing goes on. Regularly, we minimize from the motion to stylized, Errol Morris-esque speaking head interviews explaining the methods Angelyne evaded or damage them.
However then! “Ew, gross,” Angelyne pouts in response to a very salacious element. “That did not occur.” She takes management of the narrative once more, and immediately we’re seeing issues from her rigorously curated perspective. She’s the type of girl who has invented herself, her life, and her persona from complete material, and used her magnetism to evade any inconvenient bursts of actuality which may encroach. “Angelyne” realizes this in darkly-funny element, proper all the way down to characters from her enigmatic previous blipping from the display the second she decides they don’t exist.