Putting a lot of attention into policing the boundaries of acceptable self-expression for women, are we?

Performance-styles are well calibrated for the specific demands of this story, and the director was perfectly on-point in his use of close-ups and MCUs to capture nuance. Some very intentional filmmaking here.

Nominally, it's a political satire about the Wobblies, but it doesn't go ideological enough to make any impression at all.

Glib and carelessly-imagined ode to privilege. I tried to ignore my distaste for the superficial artsiness of the characters, but after the scene where the blonde girl decided it would be kicks to go to a slummy-looking neighborhood and photograph sex-workers I just couldn't. Esp. when the SW were all "Hello, American Lady Woman! We love you! Come taste the wines and cheeses of my village!"

Art is one thing, lifestyle-pimping is another.