There’s some incredibly harsh imagery in The Neon Demon, complete with heavy, sharp, contrasting colors. This sleazy gloss accompanied by Cliff Martinez‘s distorted synthesizer compositions made me immediately think the movie had potential to be a favorite. But the style here seems like it should be multiplying the base concepts of industry corruption and the personality archetypes on display. Yet those aspects are so simple and worn out that The Neon Demon‘s typical take on its ideas results in the impeccable style multiplying a low base number.