Rating: 2 stars
I don’t know what to say about Margot at the Wedding. Unremarkable in many ways and then a sudden and strange ending. What exactly was the point?
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I thought it was pretty good. It certainly rambled at times, but didn’t you totally hate Nicole Kidman? I mean, more?
Until the end, when I agree: I was mostly confused. What’s going to happen to her coat and bag?
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