Anora, an exotic dancer and a young sex worker from Brooklyn, gets her chance at a Cinderella story when she meets the son of a Russian oligarch. Still green around the gills, this immature youngster is a godsend for Anora, who dreams of being a class defector, imagining leaving behind her miserable life of wandering hands and dawn subway rides. The two lovebirds jet off to Las Vegas, because it's rumoured that the drugs are better there. The couple marry on a whim. Once the news reaches Russia, Anora’s fairytale is threatened as the parents set out for New York to get the marriage annulled.
"Splenetically hilarious for more than two hours before reality catches up with it in the film’s unforgettable final scene, Anora has next to nothing to do with romance, and almost everything to do with the kind of working-class heartache that a modern Hollywood studio would never even try to get right." (David Ehrlich, IndieWire)