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I'm sorry for all the reviewers who were expecting Academy-Awards levels of filming.

This is a popcorn film, it has Horror as one of its keywords. It's not going to create a new genre.

Okay, Bérénice becoming the Guiness World Record of diving without an air tank is a stretch, but hey, did you see Sharknado ?

I came to this film expecting catastrophe, fabricated situations and gore, and it lived up to my expectations. I had a good time, and it was good enough for what I was expecting.

The fact that it specifically targets the Mayor of Paris and delivers in spades (à la Don't Look Up) is just the cherry on the cake.

If you can't stand to watch anything that hasn't got an Oscar, give this a pass. If you're a fan of gratuitious gore and politicians getting their comuppance, give it a try.

With a bucket of popcorn and a good beer, you won't be disappointed.

I thought I was going to entertain my wife with a gentle Hollywood romance of days gone by. What a brutal wake-up.

I'm not going to comment on the casual racism inherent to the period, there's no point there, I knew the time period I had chosen. The big fat black woman happy to clean up after white privilege goes with the territory. If you're already railing after Gone With The Wind, don't come here.

But, if you think that this film is of any interest at all, you're wrong. It's the story of a shyster who gets the girl. The story of white privilege that gets it's way. Gable's character has no redeeming qualities, he's a liar and a cheat through and through.

Jean Harlow is there to be the Hollywood Blond, and to fall for the main character. It doesn't matter that the film shows more interesting men in her immediate surroundings, she will end up going for the cheater.

Honestly, even if you are a Clark Gable fan (and not using a walker to get around), there are several other films where he is in a much better light. For all the hoopla around Gone With The Wind, the fact that that film is, arguably, a documentary on the society of the time, matters less here than fact that the reply "Honestly, my dear, I don't give a damn" paints Rhett Butler as a much more progressive character than this Duke Bradly.

Don't waste your time here.

I'm sorry, but I started this movie expecting to be entertained, and all I got was a drug-filled rave of two lunatics.

The fact that they get away with it all is purely plot armor. I'd like to see you try to stiff a high-class Las vegas restaurant by wining and dining today and just walking out. Won't happen.

Everything is made for the characters to just glide through crazy situations they are responsible for, but suffer no consequences from.

I watched it for about thirty minutes, and gave up.

This film was probably a hit among all the hippies, but in 2023, it just feels dated.

Plus, I couldn't stop thinking of Rango.

All of the car sequences I watched thinking about that lizard and his adventures.

Rango is funnier.