Stopping just short of the devastating exposé it might have been (but plenty creepy), this courageous documentary chronicles the trafficking of young Siberian girls to Tokyo’s youth-obsessed photo studios, where tears are wiped away in favor of blush. The trade is organized by oily talent managers who never quite come out and admit—nor deny—a healthy appetite for exploitable dolls. Coolly, we follow willowy Nadya, who sees no money from her work and is kept like a veal calf in a disgusting pit of an apartment (no Tyra Mail here). But the film has an even sadder subject: Ashley, an American ex-model who facilitates the exchange and hides dark secrets in her icy, palatial Connecticut mansion. What did she have to do to get there? Make time during Fashion Week for this one.
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