I can not do it hurl darts at every component of this misbegotten effort. Doing so would exceed Amazon's verbiage cap. Ms. Ardant was the drawing card; but the diffuse, overwrought, condescending and pedantic The Secrets merely delivers a rancid load of Giffilte fish. Ardant's role was ridiculous, though she gave it her all and then some.
Contesting a certain reviewer's perspective, this GM can't justify a default ***** review for every gay-themed or Israeli film.
An e-x-t-e-n-s-i-v-e list of distributors, producers and underwriters preceded the opening titles, leading me to think this might have been a student film. Still: It's what's on screen that counts; and in the case at hand, there's way too little of value.
Contesting a certain reviewer's perspective, this GM can't justify a default ***** review for every gay-themed or Israeli film.
An e-x-t-e-n-s-i-v-e list of distributors, producers and underwriters preceded the opening titles, leading me to think this might have been a student film. Still: It's what's on screen that counts; and in the case at hand, there's way too little of value.