Two words: eye-candy, and Tchaikovsky. Glittering CGI imagery feasts the eyes, and charming classical music (with its inspired soundtrack) reminds you why the story still lives on through numerous renderings and remakes. But remove those (one of the two already made more than a century ago), and you have a movie with a boring nonsensical story, a group of professional actors led by a miscast Mackenzie Foy (from Interstellar) and supported by the miscast Mirren and Knightley, and god-awful direction of non-professionals by the master director of melodrama (Hallström), whose talents are ruined by the Hollywood system. Just stay away.
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