Peter Labuza’s review published on Letterboxd:
"Given the middle-child syndrome of whether musicals can exist in today's film landscape, La La Land feels obsessed in its construction that it alone can save the genre. But perfection has a price, and La La Land's constant swooning and 'look at me!' attitude is downright exhausting. It's the cinematic equivalent of being friends with Anne Hathaway."
My LAist review of the throwback musical (my favorite genre), and another case of a well-loved movie I just really didn't take to.