Didn't like Meryl Streep's new movie FLORENCE FOSTER JENKINS: CURTAIN CALL based on a true story - though the audience and my movie partner enjoyed this "feel good" pablum. I saw it in a much more political/psychological light as a study of a delusional woman who was a patron of the arts, but was deaf to "hearing" her own voice clearly. Stephen Frears’ direction was a mix of trying to be camp" and serious. In contrast to the director John Waters whose work can be categorized as "camp"; but Waters’ has a protective, deep affection for his characters that is lovely- unlike this movie where the actors are portrayed as cartoon figures.
I am not easily entertained by films, demanding originality (which is rare) and am definitely not seduced by a story about a wealthy woman, who in the midst of WWII realizes her dreams through money and sycophants indulging her every whim.
I was reminded of that old joke: How do you get to Carnegie Hall? Practice, practice, practice.
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