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vr_trakowskiI admit that I watched Cheri simply because it stars Michelle Pfeiffer. And Colette has never been on my radar; I prefer literature of a decade or two later.
I have no quarrel with the acting, and I could almost watch it again for the buildings and the clothing--gorgeous, gorgeous Art Nouveau stuff. But the whole thing was--off.
It billed and framed itself as a romantic comedy of sorts, and the narration at the beginning certainly set up that feeling. All the characters were a little over the top, exaggerated just a trifle. The emotions were real, but the whole thing was lighthearted.
And then the last voiceover was brutal. I cared not at all for the title character--a spoiled little twit who wanted to have his cake and eat it too--but the payoff was completely out of place with the whole tone of the movie.
I have no quarrel with the acting, and I could almost watch it again for the buildings and the clothing--gorgeous, gorgeous Art Nouveau stuff. But the whole thing was--off.
It billed and framed itself as a romantic comedy of sorts, and the narration at the beginning certainly set up that feeling. All the characters were a little over the top, exaggerated just a trifle. The emotions were real, but the whole thing was lighthearted.
And then the last voiceover was brutal. I cared not at all for the title character--a spoiled little twit who wanted to have his cake and eat it too--but the payoff was completely out of place with the whole tone of the movie.