Khoi Vinh’s review published on Letterboxd:
There’s plenty of Lubitsch-ean sparkle at the edges, but its center relies too much on the charms of its leads—which are few. Garbo’s Soviet ingenue is wearying, and Douglas’s protean douchebag is tedious.
There’s plenty of Lubitsch-ean sparkle at the edges, but its center relies too much on the charms of its leads—which are few. Garbo’s Soviet ingenue is wearying, and Douglas’s protean douchebag is tedious.