She paints portraits with overly-exaggerated “big eyes,” the windows to the painting’s soul. Her flim-flam second husband tells the world that he paints the pictures and he is furious when she challenges him on so doing. Lots of time passes; his is filled with notoriety and money, while hers is filled with anguish about which she does nothing.
Finally, a decade down the road, she confronts her husband, runs away to Hawaii, sues him for divorce, and then comes out in court with the truth about her artistic endeavors. She wins, he loses, the movie mercifully ends.
When it takes 100+ minutes to tell a 10-minute story, it isn’t a good movie-going experience.
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