All the superficiality and pettiness and ineptitude one might expect to see behind the scenes of major pop music operations exists in the Charli XCX mockumentary, The Moment (2026). There is so much of it, though—plus little music—that the flick gets tedious. Charli XCX is mildly vulgar with her attractive body, but also droll in her confusion and exasperation. Alas, we finally witness self-pity from her as well. I believe this film was a mistake.