A vastly disappointing film which ended up being a travelogue to promote visiting Italy post lockdown rather than being any actual story. They spent their whole budget (funded by Italian tourism no doubt) on dress design (which was quite good) rather than hire any writers who might have constructed an actual storyline between new outfits. Humour was confined to infantile sexual innuendo rather than any real response. They had here four consummate actresses and wasted their undeniable talents on fluff and advertising copy. Avoid at all costs (unless you like looking a clothes for two hours straight).
Review of Book Club: The Next Chapter
