I have never been so bored. My affair with John Le Carrie adaptations is as intriguing and confusing as this unnecessarily long snooze fest. How can something so interesting in sound be so conflicted in execution.
Filled with cgi elephants and bright colored life and heart. I love lifetime movies with sappy endings. I wish that given the settings they could've made something a little darker. They also said And Just Like That... like a million times.
Although vapid and one dimensional, it maintains a funny streak led by the chemistry of its incredible cast who glow in extreme white girl fantasy situations. Pretty skynny people get this type of stories because I've been to Europe often and this has never happened.