What do I remember about House of Gucci? Jared Leto’s ridiculous caricature that makes you smile at times and makes you cringely roll your eyes. Gaga’s driven, cold, excitable and decently performed main character. The gauche and worldly blend of extravagance and familial disarray. The unnecessary length.
It was a bit much while being a little to barren, but enjoyable and sturdily constructed, if you cared.
