I saw this at TIFF last Fall and was very disappointed. Although Plummer was wonderful, the film is an overproduced mess that never gets past its bad writing. The choice of director was wrong versus some one that had the biopic chops. The use of flashbacks and added film montages makes the film look cheap and takes away from Plummer. My sense is that this film will not find a distributor as it is sadly boring, slow and dull. This was a case of leave a good Broadway one off alone. Why Plummer would do this is puzzling. He won the Tony and now this is a sluggish tarnished effort. I wanted to like the film given Plummer's ability to command a stage but would bogs the film down is the pacing and cliché dialog. The other problem is that approach and art direction looks like they threw anything they had from the "theatre warehouse" at the film. Producer Garth Drabinsky (now in jail)has the theatrical chops but his return to the dated material and a subject long forgotten was a bad mistake.
