My Fair Lady

My Fair Lady

While I must once again sing the praises of my comrade mutuals who are more eloquent at their political analyses than I'll ever be, this didn't work for me more often than it did. True, by the time we pass intermission and its class, gender, and cultural critiques become all the more barbed and thorny, the film finally shows us it actually does have a whole awful lot to say underneath its prior two hours' stuffy air of mockery. Unfortunately, it still doesn't really know how to say it – even pessimistically – in a way that ultimately still reminds us to laugh at superficial identifying factors, rather than earnestly probe their underlying causes. The last hour feels like a start towards something before the film then collapses under its own breadth.

Granted I did watch this for the first time ever at a family get-together of a lot of musical theater nuts who've probably seen this 20 times apiece (with lots of their own commentary throughout, I might add) so maybe there're some finer details here on which I missed out. Maybe I'll revisit it sometime soon. But at three hours runtime?... Maybe not that soon.

At least 13-year-old me now finally gets a looot of Family Guy references.

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