Let's face it - Madonna was - Too much peroxide, too much eyebrow, too much red lip-gloss, trying way-way too hard to be little Miss Funny-Girl, and failing miserably.
By this point in this little pop-star's career her own personal equation was pretty much standardized as - Madonna + Movie = Garbage.
Hearkening back to the 1940s, Who's That Girl? was a real idiot's attempt at "Screwball" Comedy. This film ultimately fell flat on its face trying to capture the essentially important spirit of humor from that particular era.
Is it really any surprise at all that the dismal failure of this flick could pretty much rest solely upon the creamy-white shoulders of Madonna?
As I understand it - The behind-the-scenes scenario went like this - Madonna being the big "you-know-what" that she is, continually over-ruled James Foley's decisions and direction, refusing to work at all if she couldn't have things her way.
Yes. Madonna really had that much clout. And, yes, she was the one who ultimately ruined this picture.
Anyways - At this point I think that it's really quite pointless to go into any great detail here, outlining this flick's dumb story, except to say that Madonna, who babbles away throughout the story (using a totally affected voice and behaves like a snot-nosed teen) plays an ex-con. (Ho-hum!)
You know, I cannot, for the life of me, see how even Madonna fans could say that they liked this fiasco. It completely lacked any humor, or charm, whatsoever.
P.S. - Man, when it came to those frickin' eyebrows of Madonna's, like, that material girl seriously needed to either trim them damn things down some, or else register them as some kind of lethal weapon.
By this point in this little pop-star's career her own personal equation was pretty much standardized as - Madonna + Movie = Garbage.
Hearkening back to the 1940s, Who's That Girl? was a real idiot's attempt at "Screwball" Comedy. This film ultimately fell flat on its face trying to capture the essentially important spirit of humor from that particular era.
Is it really any surprise at all that the dismal failure of this flick could pretty much rest solely upon the creamy-white shoulders of Madonna?
As I understand it - The behind-the-scenes scenario went like this - Madonna being the big "you-know-what" that she is, continually over-ruled James Foley's decisions and direction, refusing to work at all if she couldn't have things her way.
Yes. Madonna really had that much clout. And, yes, she was the one who ultimately ruined this picture.
Anyways - At this point I think that it's really quite pointless to go into any great detail here, outlining this flick's dumb story, except to say that Madonna, who babbles away throughout the story (using a totally affected voice and behaves like a snot-nosed teen) plays an ex-con. (Ho-hum!)
You know, I cannot, for the life of me, see how even Madonna fans could say that they liked this fiasco. It completely lacked any humor, or charm, whatsoever.
P.S. - Man, when it came to those frickin' eyebrows of Madonna's, like, that material girl seriously needed to either trim them damn things down some, or else register them as some kind of lethal weapon.