This was an overly melodramatic cliché that was painful and embarrassing to watch. The film was so on-the-nose about every detail, that it was eye-rollingly bad. As if the cultural gap wasn't big enough between the billionaire and the poor plebeian, it was exaggerated 10-fold by the heavy-handed directing. Every single point of contrast seemed like it was made by a 13-year-old filmmaker with no understanding of nuance, cleverness, or inspiration. The characters were cardboard cutouts of stereotypes.
I wanted to love this film, but it was dreadful at every level. The reason Beatriz has to eat dinner with the family was laughable, the costume disparity... laughable... the sad-sack martyr of the protagonist... laughable.
I wanted to love this film, but it was dreadful at every level. The reason Beatriz has to eat dinner with the family was laughable, the costume disparity... laughable... the sad-sack martyr of the protagonist... laughable.