Stupid fever is more like it. Irritating as heck cast (except for the always marvelous Dame Judi Dench) essaying a disjointed and irritating as heck variety of roles guided by an irritating as heck script about star-crossed lovers who barely meet each other before they decide to start humping each other like bunnies all flanked by the backdrop of the 17th century Tulip rush in Amsterdam. Don't even get me started on that maid because I would never finish, she was so entitled and utterly irritating I almost had to stop watching. If you wanted to be stupid on-screen Justin Chadwick, first get actors who aren't irritating to dilute the script as well as our suspense of disbelief so we can at least tolerate you making a fool of yourself.
Review of Tulip Fever
