Screened as part of NZIFF 2014

Maps to the Stars 2014

Directed by David Cronenberg World

David Cronenberg’s gleefully toxic satire of Hollywood vanities stars Robert Pattinson, Mia Wasikowska, John Cusack, startling newcomer Evan Bird channelling Justin Beiber; and, in her Cannes-winning role, Julianne Moore.

Canada In English
111 minutes DCP



Martin F. Katz
Saïd Ben Saïd
Michel Merkt


Bruce Wagner


Peter Suschitzky


Ronald Sanders

Production designer

Carol Spier

Costume designer

Denise Cronenberg


Nicolas Cantin


Howard Shore


Julianne Moore (Havana Segrand)
Mia Wasikowska (Agatha Weiss)
John Cusack (Dr Stafford Weiss)
Robert Pattinson (Jerome Fontana)
Sarah Gadon (Clarice Taggart)
Evan Bird (Benjie Weiss)
Olivia Williams (Cristina Weiss)


Cannes (In Competition) 2014


Best Actress (Julianne Moore), Cannes Film Festival 2014


Julianne Moore richly deserved her award for Best Actress at Cannes for her role in Maps to the Stars, but don’t expect Oscar to come knocking for any contributor to David Cronenberg’s lacerating satire of Hollywood vanities. Novelist Bruce Wagner’s screenplay flaunts his insider edge with reckless abandon, rendering the City of the Angels as a gated community of demented ambition and toxically gilded youth. 

Unsure of her purpose, we enter filmdom’s most incestuous enclave with Agatha (Mia Wasikowska). Just in off the bus, she befriends limo driver Robert Pattinson and eventually wends her way to employment as PA to ageing movie star Havana Segrand (Moore). Havana is desperate to be cast in a remake of a classic that starred her late mother. 

Havana’s self-help guru (John Cusack, hilariously creepy), meanwhile, thickens the stew, helping her recover memories of abuse at mama’s hands. His own 13-year-old son Benjie is the film’s other major player: the star of a hugely lucrative franchise teen-movie series entitled Bad Babysitter. Just out of rehab, Benjie out-Biebers Bieber in jaw-dropping displays of preening malice, carried off with aplomb by Evan Bird. 

“In addition to ghosts, incest, strangulation and a tantric three-way, the movie zings with some of the raunchiest, most knowing dialogue since the almighty Heathers a quarter-century ago.” — Richard Corliss, Time 

“Every missive hits its target hard with a comedy-horror combo aimed squarely at the kind of commercial stupidity that Cronenberg has avoided throughout his 45-year career.” — Eric Kohn, Indiewire