Meryl Streep endears completely as the title character (part Dame Edna, part Hyacinth Bucket and a good part deluded blind auditioner on The Voice), but the central character is Florence's pianist - it is through his eyes that the audience observes the comedy of Florence's situation (she thinks she can sing but can't and it's hilarious) but the movie's sympathetic approach isn't convincing: Hugh Grant is a cheater, gaslighter and enabler, Florence's pianist and beneficiary loves her on the basis of one moment of dishwashing, and the movie's final line from Florence on her deathbed, while poignant and apparently factual, jars with what the movie has presented before.
★★★☆☆
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