What an incredibly offensive movie. Geez.
As I watched this, my jaw dropped. This movie was less about a biopic about Fanny Brice than it was about Hollywood trying to sell American audiences on how bankable a movie star Barbara Streisand was in spite of being so "ugy" and "Jewish" looking. Literally, half the songs and situations reference her looks in a way that is so transparent (and cruel) to the point of being cringe-inducing. Like, really, were 1960s audiences having this much of an issue about her appearance that there had to be a movie based around the concept of accepting her in spite of how she looked?
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