This movie didn't know whether to be an affectionate but irreverent take on the classic TV series or go completely into the realm of SNL-like parody. It didn't work as either.
Not a realistic look at working in a record store, and it's not a very good fantasy about working in a record store, either--I've had better daydreams about working in a record store than this.
However this script got put together, and however this project got green-lighted, the result's one of those movies where you wonder if it began as a low moment of high concept on somebody's cocktail napkin just before closing time.
Nobody ever does any work in…
Given the controversy surrounding The Danish Girl, I took the opportunity to watch it again, this time with some LGBT friends. They were spellbound. The younger members of the party were astonished to see what prospects awaited a 1920s Caitlyn Jenner: mental wards, straightjackets, radiation treatment, and perhaps even lobotomy. Once again the experience was transformative.