Rating; 7 out of 10, I think this movie fell victim to inflated expectations. I went in expecting something really special and it’s not. It’s a very nice little story, well acted but really nothing that special. Not special enough to glean all the acclaim that has been showered upon it recently. I think history will eventually show that this was a cute little, niche movie that won awards because of it’s connection with the Weinsteins and their PR machine. Dujardin and Bejo are both very good but again this is really a silent movie that doesn’t have to be. I know that’s the gimmick used to shower us with nostalgia for a by gone era but it was more frustrating than nostalgic. I can’t hate any movie with a hero dog. It was strange to see the opening credits with current actors but presented in a typical 1930’s black and white presentation. The hero ends up being more contemptible than heroic but is saved by Dujardin’s electric charisma. In the end – a big disappointment.
MVP: Dujardin as the silent, well meaning George Valentin (aka Valentino)
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