Ma vie de star

Well, duh, there'll never be an Audrey Hepburn. She was unique and special and still is inimitable. There'll never be another like her, we all know that. But still, Jennifer Love Hewitt- whom I have yet to see in anything else- actually does a pretty admirable job of pretending to be Hepburn, with the accent and most everything else. It's quite obvious that she's trying very hard, and she is to be commended. She really isn't that bad, though the movie itself isn't quite as good. Yes, the narrative has huge gaps; one minute she's dying of malnutrition, and after the commercial break she's back on her feet and studying ballet. Her films fly by in a flash. The films were more worthwile than the subplot of her undying love for her father, who is portrayed as such a cold fish you just don't see the attraction. And as fine as Hewitt is, since this isn't really Aurdey Hepburn, it's a little difficult to believe that everyone-excpet her father- who knows her immediatly adores her. But other than that,... it wasn't bad.