Believe it or not I really wanted to like this. There are great moments sprinkled in and they all involve Suzanne Clément, especially when paired with Anne Dorval (gay). But unfortunately there are also a lot of other scenes. I paused at an hour to pee and was shocked to find that I'd only been an hour in because it felt so long. But there's only so much of a boy yelling, at his mom, that I can take. But…

I swear I'm not trying to be cynical I really went into this thinking I would like it but this was borderline insufferable to me. A vapid take at fame, addiction, and stardom without saying anything. and I never got a sense of who the fuck Ally or Jackson even were. who was Ally besides someone that wanted to sing and be famous and who was Jackson besides an addict? let's keep Bradley Cooper away from writing and directing forever…