Metacritic-Rezensionen

The film captures Vreeland's perhaps unwitting philosophical integrity just as much as it drowns us in the exuberance of her work.

Bursting with insights and a droll sense of the absurd side of fashion, it's a fitting tribute to one of the industry's key figures.

Remarkably, much of that sizzling sensibility was caught on film and has been stylishly stitched together with her personal history in the scrumptious new documentary, Diana Vreeland: The Eye Has to Travel.

The filmmakers are clearly fans, and any of Vreeland's personal shortcomings - child-rearing, for instance - are only hinted at.

The mind may clamor for more, but the eye, traveling over this visual history of Diana Vreeland, is pleased.

Dizzily enjoyable documentary.

A fashion world Who's Who offer accolades, while Vreeland's vulnerabilities are revealed in interviews telling how, ridiculed by her socialite mother as ugly, she invented herself on her own terms.

Anna Wintour? Feh! There never was, and never will be, a style icon quite like Diana Vreeland.

The outsize ideas, creativity, and spirit of this birdlike, unconventional-looking woman - called "my ugly little monster" by her mother, Vreeland resembles John Hurt in a jet-black wig - still dominate a project occasionally lacking the same attributes.

While plenty of talking heads turn up to offer breathless praise, it's no surprise that the preeminent words of wisdom are, thanks to copious archival footage, Vreeland's own.