I’d say it has less charm than a week-dead codfish and less
soul than a flake of eczema from a rabid dog’s nether regions. It’s overprojected
and over loud, and Emily Blunt resembles a second rate am-dram thespian as she
shamelessly overplays the posh Englishwoman with lots of mouth but no flair. But
maybe it wasn’t her fault. Maybe she was acting under the orders of a director
who wouldn’t know a posh Englishwoman from an Essex
girl on her tenth vodka. Frankly, the only place for this director is in the
garbage bin with the discarded kite.
I wasn’t impressed, and neither was I surprised when I learned
that it was made by Disney Studios. I seem to be having a dismal time with
Disney this week. Or maybe it was just a bad trailer. And I expect everybody
will disagree with me. The human race usually does.
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