The timing couldn’t be more infelicitous for “Melania,” which showed, at a private White House screening, just hours after Customs and Border Protection agents killed Alex Pretti, on a Minneapolis street. A notably patchy crowd, including Amazon bosses, Queen Rania of Jordan, and Mike Tyson enjoyed a spread of dichromatic snacks, such as hurricane lamps filled with white gumballs and macarons that looked as though they were made of toothpaste and coal. The documentary’s unheard-of marketing budget of thirty-five million dollars has provided for personalized popcorn tubs in theatres and those ubiquitous posters whose fancy-lady graphic design brings to mind a boob-tape kit. As Jeff Bezos trashed the Washington Post and cut sixteen thousand jobs at Amazon, people who worked on the film made themselves conspicuously scarce; according to Rolling Stone, two-thirds of them asked to be removed from the credits. Then, the same day the movie opened, Ratner turned up in photographs from the latest batch of Epstein files, sharing a couch with the sex offender and two female companions.