Sugar Coated Documentary Review Essays

History buffs will note that the inhabitants of that Versailles were evicted by an angry mob. The Siegels, as of this writing still in possession of their heads, were kept out of their stately pleasure dome by the invisible hand of the market, to which Ms. Greenfield may owe a story credit. If you detect a spoiler here, it’s hardly my fault: blame the financial crisis of 2008 and the subsequent collapse of the real estate market, events that “The Queen of Versailles” recaptures from an especially intimate and fascinating perspective.

The Siegels are separated by 30 years — Jackie is David’s third wife; he is her second husband — and united by seven children, who traipse through the movie, along with a staff of maids and nannies and an indeterminate number of fluffy white dogs. The household is a busy place, its rhythms determined by Mr. Siegel’s work ethic and Mrs. Siegel’s passionate consumerism. They are frank and open with Ms. Greenfield’s crew and generous with their time, allowing a remarkable degree of scrutiny even as the gilding begins to peel away.

(It’s true that Mr. Siegel is suing Ms. Greenfield and the film’s distributor for defamation, but in America, to paraphrase William Blake, litigation is true friendship.)

It may seem at times as if the Siegels are being held up for ridicule or facile judgment, and “The Queen of Versailles” does have its moments of real-life comedy. “How was it, flying commercial?” Mrs. Siegel asks one of her children as they arrive in her western New York hometown for a visit. Descending on the car rental counter, she asks, “What’s the name of my driver?”

But back in Florida her actual driver speaks of Mrs. Siegel and her husband as friends, and their relations with the people around them seem relatively untouched by snobbery or noblesse oblige. It is hard not to enjoy Mrs. Siegel’s company or to be unmoved by aspects of her life story.

Not that everything is harmonious. There are visible strains in the marriage, and a fair amount of evidence that Mr. Siegel is not always such a nice guy. One of his sons from an earlier marriage, now a partner in Westgate, says some things that hint at a cold, narcissistic paternal core. But the children of farmers, doctors and factory workers have also been known to find fault with their distant, driven, demanding fathers.

“The very rich,” F. Scott Fitzgerald wrote, “are different from you and me.”

“Yes,” Ernest Hemingway may or may not have replied. “They have more money.”

“The Queen of Versailles” upholds Hemingway’s demystified view and testifies to the curious logic of class in the new gilded age. The Siegels are proud of how much they have, embracing the idea that what distinguishes them from others — from Westgate’s customers or the members of its sales force, from friends and family in the heartland — is not quality but quantity. They are just like everybody else; they just have more. Mrs. Siegel treats herself to a tin of caviar on Christmas morning, but she also likes Chicken McNuggets and diet soda.

David and Jackie Siegel are no better than any of the rest of us. That may go without saying. But the reverse is also true, and Ms. Greenfield’s real achievement is to disarm the reflex of superiority that the spectacle of her subjects’ way of life may provoke in some viewers.

Schadenfreude and disgust may be unavoidable, but to withhold all sympathy from the Siegels is to deny their humanity and shortchange your own. Marvel at the ornate frame, mock the vulgarity of the images if you want, but let’s not kid ourselves. If this film is a portrait, it is also a mirror.

“The Queen of Versailles” is rated PG (Parental guidance suggested). Obscene wealth, but mostly clean language.

The Queen of Versailles

NYT Critic’s Pick

  • DirectorLauren Greenfield

  • RatingPG

  • Running Time1h 40m

  • GenreDocumentary

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    Last updated: Nov 2, 2017
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Sugar Coated

(Canada, 91 min.)

Dir. Michèle Hozer

Programme: Canadian Spectrum (World Premiere)

“In the most delightful way!” Yes, Mary Poppins was indeed correct when she flew into town on her brolley and sang that a spoonful of sugar helps the medicine go down. Director Michèle Hozer gets the recipe just right in Sugar Coated as she whips up an intelligent argument with a dash of playful humour. This doc smartly articulates the dangers in consuming sugar in excess quantities, and audiences are likely to swallow this dose of what’s good for them given how succinctly and sweetly Hozer conveys the argument.



Sugar Coated isn’t the bitter medicine of, say, Fed Up since it gets audiences thinking rather than getting them riled up. The effect’s better in the long term because a dash of anger works just like an overdose of sugar: a quick burst of energy soon fizzles into fatigue. Sugar Coated, on the other hand, knows that a film can go the distance with a well-balanced diet. Audiences need the facts and figures to get a sound and clear argument, and some talking heads let viewers eat their vegetables with leafy insights. A spoonful of sugar helps the medicine go down, too, since Hozer sprinkles the film with a winking humour that keeps the film tasty. It’s not dry fat-free cardboard: every good film needs a little flavour.

Amidst all the science stuff of Sugar Coated are fun Mad Men-y accents and notes from “The Nutcracker” that swirl the film with the sweetness of the 60s in which sugary confections affirmed themselves a staple of the grocery aisle and America’s fifth food group. Some shrewd Don Drapers in the public relations department spun sugar so smartly that it wove itself into our collective happiness. Jazzy music lightens the mood too, while an overall good sense of humour keeps the film quick on its feet. Everything’s good in moderation, and the film shows that a little bit of sugar is never a bad thing: one simply needs to know the difference between a healthy portion and excess quantities, but moderation is particularly null nowadays when sugar is an invisible ingredient in processed foods of all kinds.

Don’t let the sweet tooth of Sugar Coated fool you: this is one sharp doc. Hozer tackles the health risks of sugar with a shrewd eye that looks at the industry from all angles. Kids are getting fatter and diabetes is at an all time high, and the science says that sugar is killing the future. It might even be toxic according to one convincing expert, Dr. Robert Lustig, interviewed in the film.

Sugar Coated largely keeps the discussion jargon-free, though, and tackles another layer of the issue that lets sugar dissolve and seep through the cracks of global health systems. Hozer finds some unexpected parallels in the sugar debate by interviewing figures who liken the efforts of Big Sugar to those of Big Tobacco in the days when people woke up to the fatal effects of smoking. Both sugar and tobacco are sources of pleasure and character—like birthday cake and the Marlboro Man—and they’re cases in which a positive emotion trumps a negative one if the spin-doctors skew the facts just right.

The film gets some eye-opening evidence into the organized effort to deceive consumers about the potentially harmful effects of sugar when one interviewee, dentist Cristin Kearns, uncovers a mine of documents from Big Sugar. These secret documents, James Bond-y eyes-only confidentialities, explicitly outline an effort to change the conversation away from sugar’s health risks and to obscure the debate so hazily that policy against taxing or boycotting unhealthy products runs slower than a Coke-guzzling kid in gym class. The rhetoric and calculation surrounding sugar convincingly resembles that of cigarettes, and the grey areas created by PR cunning add to the argument that sugar isn’t as harmless as some folks believe it to be.

Sugar Coated smartly goes the extra step by inviting solutions to the problem that consumers can make to live a better and healthier life. Curbing excess sugar is one obvious choice, while the film makes strong demands for more transparency and objectivity in the research behind foods that kill us. Sugar Coated reveals one corner of the food industry too many that funds the research to keep processed food on the table, and it uses successful case studies, such as the removal of healthy choice logos from sugary foods, as guides that consumers and advocates can enact change if they demand it. One interviewee, Dr. Yoni Freehoff from the University of Ottawa, even shows that the biggest steps can be made by translating academic findings into facts that can be interpreted by the masses that treat social media as if it’s the new sugar. Sugar Coated does this last one especially handily. (The filmmakers have even developed the Sugar Tracker app to help consumers make informed decisions.)

The film is most effective, though, as it brings about such a sound argument while recreating a little sugar high to remind audiences of the very the euphoria that advertisers equate with sugar. Taking a stand against sugar often likens itself to being a grump, but Sugar Coated takes the right tone to avoid explicitly being a tyrant and a meanie while sweetly persuading audiences that the foodthing they love, in fact, kills them. Like Mary Poppins said, it helps the medicine go down!

Rating: ★★★★ (out of ★★★★★)

Sugar Coated screens:

Fri, May 1 at Cineplex Scotiabank at 1:45 PM

Sun, May 3 at the Bloor Hot Docs Cinema at 6:45 PM

Please visit hotdocs.ca for more info on this year's festival.

*Sugar Coated screens in Ottawa at The Mayfair on May 21 at 6:30 with director Michèle Hozer in attendance!

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