Reveling in the detritus of established good taste, Lee's work intentionally evokes many of the common trappings of contemporary art, mimicking and appropriating the clichéd tropes relied upon by artists and their supporting institutions, transforming objects of luxury
into objects of ridicule.
Here, however, the rom - com formula fails to mesh with a superficial empowerment narrative, a problematic premise that frequently turns the newly ultra-confident Renee
into an
object of condescension and
ridicule, and a shockingly low ratio
of jokes to I Feel Pretty's bloated, nearly two - hour running time.