- Sensibility: The reasonability of this true story suffers mostly due to a lacking narrative foundation. Character changes and interactions are awkward because there isn't enough substance to explain them.
- Cinematography: Scene choreography is awkward and artificial. It's also visually bland, and the use of black and white is uninspired and ugly. There's a lot of palaver over the technology involved, which is at least interesting visually.
- Energy: The film is terribly dull. It's focused on too many things and not in enough detail to make paying attention worthwhile.
- Narrative: There are lots of scenes writing things down, a hack storytelling device for a film that doesn't have enough interesting things to show. The scenes between the manager and wife are transparent and weak methods of explaining the characters inner struggles rather than just showing it. The film can't decide whether to be about Bruce, a woman, the album, or the technology used in making it. It's split attention is felt by the viewer through a pervasive boredom in the surface level, shallow nature of the whole experience. The intended emotional heavy-hitting scenes with the woman don't work because we are told one version of their relationship and meant to assume a more intimate one takes place behind the scenes.
- T-Points: The film received one bonus point for a shot singing in a box on fire.
Another terrible bio-pic to add to the large and constantly growing pile. Unfortunately, I found the film to have little to no redeeming value at all.
Number of Watches: 1
