Ann Maria

This is the show to watch. Julia Louis Dreyfus is a GEM, holy moly, what a rich cast, what a script, almost threw my back out laughing.

I don’t know why more people don’t like this or haven’t watched this yet. It’s hilarious and poignant and emotional all tied together. Special mention to the songs Dum Dum and Sahiba, how are we not hearing of these more!!! Perfect capture of modern day and history in this flick.

This show is laugh out loud hilarious. I had avoided it for years but then I finally bit the bullet. It’s so surprising, I was pleasantly taken aback, I’m really glad I gave it a shot. I should’ve known Tina Fey would never let me down. It’s definitely something really nice for 30Rock fans. I wish it had more seasons :(

Holy hellwater, this movie was a huge pill to sit through. I wish I could get my 2h40m back. Can't believe with a cast like that, this movie was severely crippled by that joke of a script and direction. And the accents! Oh gods, why would you even attempt that? For the sake of authenticity? It would've served them all a lot better if they'd just gone with their normal speaking voices. It took away from the entire experience. And I felt personally insulted on behalf of all Italians. Can I just point out that the father of Maurizio Gucci gave up his Italian accent 2 and a half minutes into his first scene and then bled feebly back and forth between Italian and British for the next 3 scenes before giving up completely and then sticking to British... I couldn't believe I was seeing this up on the big screen. It all seemed like a big joke. Lady Gaga really tried. Adam Driver was a dream to look at. But the screenplay and the direction truly let their talents down. I'm glad the original Guccis don't exist anymore, because if they saw this movie, they'd certainly wish to be executed after. Maybe the clothes could've saved them but that, too, seemed infrequent and incapable of lifting the dialogue beyond the pits of mediocrity. The scenes jumped from one to the other without even the benefit of seamlessness. From 1978, we were transported haphazardly to 1994 without so much as a narrative overlook. I'm so disappointed, I fought all instincts to get up and walk out one hour into the film, only staying at the behest of a friend who was curious and patient enough to see how it ended. It seemed like a badly finished wrap-job. With fluff and glitter and tape sticking out all over the place. The one saving grace who tried so hard to redeem this steaming mess was Al Pacino's performance. What the heck was Salma Hayek doing in this? Gratuitous and unhelpful acting that barely trudged the plot along. Save yourself some precious time and outrage. Skip this movie like they skipped all semblance of sense.