In Trey Edward Shults' thinly drawn portrait of the artist, it would appear both star and subject is trading old indulgences for new navel-gazing.

Plenty of pop stars have made apologies for concert snafus or private peccadilloes that inadvertently became public. Prior to "Hurry Up Tomorrow," it's hard to remember another occasion when they dramatized those experiences in a feature film,

The Weeknd's first feature film is a surrealist vanity project, writes Associated Press Music Writer Maria Sherman.