Not even the skill of Jeff Bridges could make this sappy drivel believable. In this absurdly improbable and circular storyline, Babs tries to convince her audience that an average looking woman can transform into..........an average looking woman and still appeal to an even less than dispassionate guy. Love starved Streisand wants to fall in love with a good looking guy, but is too homely to attract any interest. The irony is someone DOES have interest (Pendleton), but she isn't attracted to his looks. The onscreen chemistry between Bridges and Streisand is nonexistent, and the scenes in which the two are involved leave you feeling flat. And, Rogers is miscast as Streisand's "beautiful" sister. Becall gives a solid performance as the emotionally distant mother. It's also obvious the self-serving and compulsive Streisand, as the director, got in her own way by pinching, tweaking, and modifying the movie and cast of characters to death. If movie making is an art form and to be seen as a live painting, it's wise to take the advice of some painters: 'Get in and get out.'
Review of The Mirror Has Two Faces
