Opinion
Maureen
Dowd
Slovenian
Sphinx Flick Nixed!
Jan. 31,
2026
https://www.nytimes.com/2026/01/31/opinion/melania-trump-movie.html
Maureen
Dowd
By
Maureen Dowd
Opinion
Columnist, reporting from Washington
The
riddle of the Slovenian Sphinx has been solved. The perennial question about
what Melania Trump is really like, behind her exquisite mannequin’s mask, has
been answered by her new infomercial, “Melania.” It turns out there is no
riddle, no enigma, no mystery, no dark anguish.
Melania
is not Rapunzel in the tower, pining to be saved from the ogre imprisoning her.
She is comfortable in the frosty vertical solitude of the tower, swaddled in
luxury.
Some
theaters showing “Melania” were so empty that wags suggested that undocumented
immigrants should hide out there. Reviews are brutal: The Independent said the
first lady came across as “a preening, scowling void of pure nothingness in
this ghastly bit of propaganda.” The Guardian dismissed the movie as “gilded
trash,” and Variety asked, “Why would Amazon spend $75 million on a movie this
boring?” (I think we all know the answer to that.)
But the
portrait of “The Portrait,” as Melania was nicknamed by Ivanka, is revealing
because it doesn’t reveal anything. We don’t even learn whether Melania’s feet
ache after hours of wearing stilettos. (I picture her as having Barbie feet
that cannot flatten.)
We knew
everything we needed to know about her in the wake of Jan. 6. In the memoir of
Stephanie Grisham, Melania’s former aide and confidante, Grisham told a
chilling story about the chilly first lady. When the rioters broke through the
barricades outside the Capitol, Grisham sent Melania a text: “Do you want to
tweet that peaceful protests are the right of every American, but there is no
place for lawlessness and violence?” Melania texted back simply “No.” She was
busy getting ready for a photo shoot of a rug she had chosen for the White
House.
Melania
knows her deal with the author of “The Art of the Deal.” She seems to have no
problem with his authoritarian ways. (She is something of an authoritarian
herself when it comes to tailoring her inaugural outfits, supervising every
scintilla of cloth.)
The
president, who once dreamed of being a Hollywood macher, casts his cabinet
based on who looks right for each part. He cast Melania as the alluring,
supportive and often-silent wife. She accepts that role, and isn’t, as her
movie claims, reinventing the role of first lady. The East Wing, until Trump
tore it down, was her drop-by.
Over the
years, liberals have fantasized that she was a secret member of the
#resistance; that she was a phantom at the White House because she couldn’t
stand to be around her husband; that one day the Slovenian immigrant would, as
conjugal saboteur, renounce Trump’s harsh policies on immigration, castigating
his betrayal of her with Stormy Daniels while Melania was pregnant, and
denouncing his crude talk about women’s private parts and looks.
But stop
waiting. She chose Brett Ratner, a director driven out of Hollywood after
sexual assault and misconduct claims, to be her hagiographer. (Trump pressed
the Paramount heads for a fourth installment of Ratner’s “Rush Hour,” and the
Ellisons obeyed.) Ratner dwells salaciously on her five-inch stilettos, long
legs, comely ankles and cascade of frosted hair.
Melania
is where she wants to be, in the bosom of a corrupt family that is prostituting
the People’s House. Following up her shady ventures into NFTs and a meme coin,
the first lady got a windfall from Jeff Bezos, who certainly wanted to curry
favor with her husband. Bezos’ Amazon MGM studio made her movie, providing a
whopping $40 million for the film and another $35 million for marketing. The
Wall Street Journal reported that Melania’s cut of the $40 million was at least
$28 million.
This is
particularly gross given that Amazon is engaged in mass layoffs and Bezos seems
intent on starving his Washington Post of money and talent. The split screen of
Bezos and his spendthrift wife, Lauren Sánchez, frolicking everywhere —
including Paris fashion week — while the tech mogul defiles the crown jewel
nurtured by Ben Bradlee and Kay Graham, is sickening.
Speaking
of sickening, in a 2002 email from the newly released Epstein files that The
Times said is from a “Melania” and appears to be written to Ghislaine Maxwell,
“Melania” praises a profile of Jeffrey Epstein in New York magazine and says of
Ghislaine, “You look great on the picture.” Ghislaine calls “Melania” “Sweet
pea” and “Melania” signs her email “Love.”
The
“documentary” features a candlelight dinner the night before Trump’s second
inauguration, where all the tech moguls who lavished him with money and gold
gifts are partying at the National Building Museum — including Bezos, with
Sánchez, and Elon Musk, with his date on his lap.
In a
voice-over, Melania talks about her “creative vision” coming to life in the
room “filled with the elegance and sophistication of our donors. They’re truly
the driving force behind the campaign and its philosophy and the reason our
victory is possible.”
Thanks,
Bezos, Musk, Tim Cook, Sam Altman and Mark Zuckerberg!
Melania
had editorial control over the movie, which covers the 20 days before the 2025
inauguration. There’s a scene where Melania is proud to have persuaded her
husband to proclaim in his Inaugural Address that he’s going to be “a unifier.”
She seems oblivious to the fact that his rhetoric and policies are designed to
enrage and divide.
She and
her son, Barron, do not want to get out of the limo during the inaugural
parade, and she keens about political violence, again without acknowledging
that her husband has been provoking violence since he and Melania rode down his
golden escalator.
She has a
warm chat about her immigrant roots with a designer who is an immigrant from
Laos, ignoring that her husband has torn America apart by denigrating
immigrants and unleashing a rabid force of ICE agents on American cities. (Now,
Trump has restricted visas from 75 countries, including Laos.)
Melania,
the movie star, lives up to the message on the infamous jacket she wore to a
migrant child detention center: “I really don’t care. Do U?” It turns out she
does care — for herself.


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