I stopped paying attention
Hugh Grant’s really bad Jar Jar Binks impression couldn’t even save this movie
Everyone in this movie, except Gene Tierney, is menacingly sweet and sappy in a creepy, saccharine, sexist-hell-Stepford kinda way. The dude looks like one of those uncanny valley robots they program to act like it’s feeling emotions.
So when she starts bringing the pain it’s pretty fucking funny. And who could blame her?
If someone says this is their favorite movie, it’s probably a red flag. But it could also just as easily be a green flag so good luck