Victor/Victoria Review
Coppola's project (it came off his unbelievable string of '70s hits that started with The Godfather and ended with Apocalypse Now) was a technologically adventuresome movie that had one little problem--everything. The songs were bad (Raul Julia and Frederic Forrest sang), the actors appeared to have been fed a diet of sedatives and wine, and there was no cast chemistry or energy provided among the millions of dollars Coppola lavished on this neon turkey.
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