2011. 100 min. PG-13. Simultaneous double bird-flip, one pistol handled in an unsafe fashion. So parent, you are strongly cautioned. IMDB says... A silent movie star meets a young dancer, but the arrival of talking pictures sends their careers in opposite directions. The 73rd Virgin says... Best Picture. Really? The entire story is summed up in the sentence above. This is a pleasant, fun little slip of a movie that isn’t nearly up to the hype. The description and the title and the previews might have you expecting an energetic tragedy like “A Star is Born” but it owes more to "Singin’ In the Rain" without having anything like that movie’s level of humor or energy. There is no reason this should have won Best Picture other than Hollywood loves to genuflect (or wank off) to its own false history from a safe distance. It’s even better when foreigners are the main wankers, but are filming in Los Angeles. These are almost reason...