If you can’t sing, don’t let that stop you from pursuing your dream to be a singer; if you have enough money, you will get to sing wherever you want. Florence Foster Jenkins aims to pay tribute to a woman who couldn’t sing but achieved fame thanks to her devotion to trying anyway; but it is impossible to watch this movie without realising that in the end it only succeeds in being a sad and misplaced celebration of the vanity and self-indulgence of the rich and untalented.
Let me first say it is a beautiful movie. A biopic about Stephen Hawking it is not however.
I wasn’t expecting a science class, but I was expecting just a bit more of the scientific insights that make this man brilliant to come through in the movie – but they don’t. But, once you accept that and experience it as a romanticised story of the relationship between Hawking and his first wife Jane, it delivers.