Elaine Black

OMG - it was just awful - coming from nowhere, going nowhere. The drawn out lag of the camera work was exhausting and the sepia dowdiness of threadbare New York carpet runners, to sepia depressed Paris was beyond sad and dreary. Where was a momentary glow of sky or shade of happiness - nowhere to be seen in this film trying to be quirky, but not succeeding. Apart from enjoying every shot of Ms Pfeiffers beautiful countenance - it was as lucklustre as wokism.