I like Adam Driver and Marion Cotillard, but this movie is not nearly as important as it thinks it is. The metaphors are more than a little heavy handed, and neither character is that compelling or well rounded, maybe because they were too busy singing the entire script. Simon Helberg did an exceptional job, and I thought his was the star performance. Now, I know this is a musical, but honestly, the music is appalling. Repeating the same words over and over to a repetitive beat doesn't mean you're telling a story. And neither should it rely on random tidbits from an imaginary entertainment show to fill in all the major gaps. That's just lazy storytelling. The ending scenes in the prison with Annette and Henry were the most moving, as one might hope (and the only saving grace, for me, of this movie). The final true realization that no matter how much he wants to, he can't love her, not really; because he just can't love himself.
-I don't know why that mustard-y yellow was the theme color for the movie, Marion Cotillard looked sickly in it, along with that red wig.
-Same for that atrocious aged/ill make-up on Adam Driver at the end. It looked like a Halloween kit you'd buy at Walgreens.