Sometimes true love/friendship just tells the truth. I felt so sorry for Florence, ill with syphilis, probably tone deaf to her excruciating singing and so "protected" by her faithless husband and others in her generous employ, that she ended up making an utter fool of herself. How cruel to have to find out the truth at the scathing hands of the Post critic. I can't help but compare this "based on actual events" story with recent similarly true releases; Lion, A United Kingdom, Queen of Katwe, all worth spending the dollars and time to bring to the screen and a wider audience. I see this production as just creating a wider audience to laugh at Florence, not matter how you dress it up as her joy of life etc people are YouTubing to laugh at her horrendous recordings. My take home message from this: be kind, gentle etc but tell the truth, it's so much kinder in the long run.
Review of Florence Foster Jenkins
