Fun, but forgettable. If only the title didn’t give away the twist.
Well, nobody is likable in this farce. Not sexist, egotistic, classist Professor Higgins, and he is classist if he insists that one's voice determines one's prospects.
Not Colonel Pickering for accepting the wager, making him complicit in this shit sandwich.
Not Eliza Doolittle for being party to this experiment and complaining in her awful Cockney every step of the way.
Not her father Alfred, who is more interested in making five quid than being a good parent.
It's hard to…