I’ll stop short at calling it embarrassing, but the line hovers mere inches away.
Lands squarely on the ideal side of weird and, although often maddening to watch, it happily never sinks to the most irritating levels of cinematic pretension that often suffocates most art house fare.
Regardless of its clunky, corny, laughable midnight movie vibe, the eye-popping effects, imaginative costumes, and rowdy fun manage to make the film entertaining in spite of itself.
If you’re seeking old Hollywood glamour, you’ll find it here.
Throughout this two hour visual verite feast, you’ll be hit with moments of joy and sadness, inspiration and despondency, and a cinematic romanticism so goddamn riveting that you just can’t tear yourself away.