Daniel Radcliffe overacting himself through the Australian jungle and doing some really disgusting shit, such as cutting a living worm out of his forehead, eating fertilized eggs and speaking in a fake Israeli accent.

At the end of the day this is just another episode of I'm a Celebrity…Get Me Out of Here! 

Sad seeing such a fun cast being wasted in such a nothing movie.

Jennifer Coolidge hilarious as always but underused and can't save.

When Joaquin Phoenix told Lady Gaga "please don’t sing anymore. stop singing." after 130 tedious minutes filled with countless badly choreographed musical numbers, I really felt that.

A very Scorsese approach to a telenovela: too over-intellectualized to evoke genuine emotions and even though this isn’t set in a gangster milieu like most of his work, he spends far too much time over-explaining family dynamics as if it were some kind of mafia plot.

But damn does this movie look stunning with its delicate production design and nods to 19th-century impressionist paintings. It’s the kind of movie that’s almost only enjoyable in a big theater because honestly I would’ve turned this off after five minutes if I had watched it at home.