The first hour is really just a string of music videos from various women.
- A wife
- A Mistress
- A costume designer
- An actress
- A lady from the past
- An editor from Vogue
- His mother
Pretty ones, sensual ones, ones that make you wonder "This is only PG-13?".
"Be Italian" and "My Husband Makes Movies" are the songs I particularly like.
The real surprise is this is by Rob Marshall. "Chicago" Rob Marshall, "Into the Woods" Rob Marshall.
How did this feel so choppy when those are great? Even though the latter was 5 years later and had the Hand of The Mouse steering it, "Chicago" is a masterpiece.
The second hour is improved in a "All the shit hits the fan" kind of way, but a few women (The actress, the editor, the mother) seem hamfisted in.
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