Title: Don't expect High Style...
Product review: Don't expect to understand a word of either the songs or the dialogue, unless you have some expertise in comprehending an assortment of inarticulate low-life dialects, enduring assorted varieties of mumbling, and catching lines made inaudible by background music. This film would benefit from having subtitles posted, in John Gay's English.So much about the film is lovely--the settings, the costumes, the music (both vocal and orchestral). The satire would be superb as well, if the actors weren't so concerned with clowning and calling attention to themselves.The production overwhelms the viewer with its attempts to capture the "realism" of the bar and the brothel, and the cast seems to believe that the spectators won't get the jokes if they are presented with any subtlety.
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