This review may contain spoilers. I can handle the truth.
The pacing and acting was enough to keep me locked in for the duration. Adrien Brody’s hands alone could win an Oscar.
I was less invested in Erszebet and Zsofia than I thought I would be - I think their late arrival really cemented their role as props in Laszlo’s story (which is reasonably forgivable for a ‘biopic’).
I really appreciated that Laszlo was not always a sympathetic hero, and that you saw the indulgent toxicity behind ‘greatness.’ In the…
All the components of a cult film, within spitting distance of Coyote Ugly. Christina Aguilera killed it (as did her hair stylist) Cher being Cher. Sandy Cohen playing an overwrought, vaguely emo accountant. Camp musical numbers. Kristen Bell in her least Kristen Bell role. Eric Dane as his habitual vague sleazebag. Stanley Tucci a delight as always. Alas, it fell a little flat. A fun watch, but I’m glad I didn’t pay to see it in the cinema.
