Thu, January 4, 2018
As expected, this leaves no trope unturned, handles exposition gracelessly, and features roughly seven pop music interludes per minute of dialogue. That's the kind of movie it is. But it's always interesting to watch a legitimate talent in the dues-paying phase, exhibiting charisma out of proportion to serviceable but uninspiring material. (Five points extra for Bill Nighy being a cheeky pro, no matter what; and another five for the end credits behind-the-scenes lip sync party. Sue me, those will always win my heart.)
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