Mortdecai High: Quality

He lost. Obviously.

Critics hated that was "unlikeable." But that is the point. The film faithfully captures the book’s central thesis: Charlie Mortdecai is a terrible human being. The film bombed because audiences expected a charming rogue like Jack Sparrow; instead, they got a snobbish, misogynistic, cowardly toff. But for the cultists, that is precisely why the Mortdecai film is now a midnight movie classic in the making. mortdecai

as Charlie Mortdecai: A prissy, unscrupulous art dealer defined by his recently cultivated walrus-style mustache Gwyneth Paltrow He lost

What followed was not elegant. Jock sprayed Tremayne in the face with foam, Kevin the Lobster clamped onto Tremayne’s nose, and I—with considerable dignity—scooped up the fake Claudius (which, upon inspection, was actually the real one; Tremayne had swapped them earlier that evening, the clever eel) and made for the exit. The film faithfully captures the book’s central thesis:

But "good" is not the metric here.