In Bombshell, Fox News CEO Roger Ailes (John Lithgow) wonders out loud whether any of the women he sexually harassed have suffered long-term consequences. Rupert Murdoch (Malcolm McDowell) snaps back: “There’s no audience for that side of the story.” There sure isn’t. While the recent TV mini-series The Loudest Voice focused on the perpetrator’s past, Bombshell is the story of the female journalists who accused him.
Certificate 15 108m 36s
Director Jay Roach
Megyn Kelly Charlize Theron
Gretchen Carlson Nicole Kidman
Pospisil Margot Robbie
Roger Ailes John Lithgow
Jess Carr Kate McKinnon
Beth Ailes Connie Britton
Malcolm McDowell Rupert Murdoch
Charles Randolph’s script offers a verbose primer on sexual harassment, for those who haven’t been keeping up. Although the exposition-to-camera in the style of his The Big Short (2015) is mercifully at a minimum, the screen is littered with captions, and the presentation by director Jay Roach is as slick and bombastic as a Fox broadcast. The leads share the corporate wardrobe of miniskirts, stilettos and blow-dries, and the film’s defining image must be an extreme close-up of pink glossed lips over white teeth. Fox’s culture is laid bare by a striking scene in which presenters defend Ailes to journalists over the phone while squeezing into shapewear and padding their bras before they hit the studio.
There’s a curious mix of fact and fiction here. Alongside Charlize Theron, uncannily mimicking Fox presenter Megyn Kelly, who incurs the megawatt ire of Donald Trump live on air, and Nicole Kidman as Gretchen Carlson, the colleague who sparks the investigation into Ailes, Margot Robbie plays an invented character named Kayla. Fiercely determined, Kayla dreams of filling “the Jesus space” at Fox as an “evangelical millennial”. Her grisly encounter with Ailes in his office is a horribly explicit illustration of what happens when unstoppable ambition meets an immovable bastard. Kayla’s fall is swift and horrific, even with a detour to the bed of a closeted, Clinton-supporting lesbian on the Fox payroll (a rich turn from Kate McKinnon) and an unconvincingly upbeat denouement.
Cheerfully embracing Fox values, Kayla embodies Ailes’s demands that his presenters be both likeable and leggy. Similarly, while Lithgow’s Ailes is a paranoid, barrel-bellied monster, Bombshell invests in broadening the appeal of its rightwing heroines: Kelly is visibly attacked on all sides, a reluctant feminist slamming a gargantuan ring binder labelled ‘Trump and Women’ on to her desk; Kidman is impressively steely as Carlson, the worm that keeps turning.
It’s Bombshell’s modus operandi that female leads are continually explaining things to men, but the women-only interactions are the strongest – epitomised by a moment when Gretchen, Megyn and Kayla silently share the same lift. These three say as much in that scene about the mechanics of the media business as several such films could hope to cover.