This doesn’t work nearly as well as Pygmalion, and I think a lot of that comes down to the cast. Hepburn’s hyper-Cockney accent is unconvincing and irritating (though her post-transformation performance is significantly better). Rex Harrison has none of Leslie Howard’s charm, which was vital in making Henry Higgins’ despicable personality enjoyable. The tone of the movie just feels too mean-spirited, which is further compounded by the musical adaptation’s extra dose of misogyny.
The scene where a guy in overalls rants about Nihilism probably accounts for more than half of the dialogue in the script. I guess this is for anyone who missed the close-up on the Nietzsche book.
Also, this movie has the worst case of getting-out-of-bed-and-wearing-the-sheet-like-a-dress that I’ve ever seen. Just wear pajamas.
Overall, this felt really long for 90 minutes. The concept was fine, and there’s an interesting short film in there somewhere, but it was a total slog.