Memoirs of a Geisha is a historically inaccurate and culturally controversial film, but pretty enough to watch. It felt to me like a group of Asian actors imposed on a Western fairy tale. I always felt outside the film, as if I were watching it from above and at a distance. It didn't engage me at all.
Roger Ebert has a review here. Variety's review is here. Slant Magazine closes its review by saying,
Given the film's thin social perspective and parade of cardboard villainy, after a while it all comes to strangely resemble a Walt Disney animation.
Because this blog does not consist of a single focus topic I chose the name Divers and Sundry where "Divers" means being of many and various kinds, and "Sundry" means consisting of a haphazard assortment of different kinds.
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