With Fellini as a model, this film had all the potential in the world. Instead it had me checking my watch to see when it would end. Daniel Day-Lewis and Marion Cotillard were in brilliant form, and yes, everyone had a good singing voice. If you listened to songs just for the sound, this would be fine, but the lyrics were atrocious. Nearly every song mentioned Day-Lewis' character. Not once. Not twice. As the chorus. I didn't feel like I was caught up in a man's fantasies so much as watching a bad stage production get in the way of a good film.