Cooper got behind the camera and clearly decided that he was Martin Scorcese in disguise and dragged out a slight and predictable story to well over two hours. He achieved this by injecting endless scenes of his central character starring into space and feeling sorry for himself and a veritable morass of indifferent and totally forgettable songs. The score contains only one quality bit of music and it dates back decades to Edith Piaf. Judging by the plethora of ten star reviews I expected this to be the definitive telling of the often filmed story. Its not. It a overlong and at times boring and tedious movie. All good movies should be ones you would like to see again; you couldn't pay me to sit through A Star Is Born a second time, well not conscious anyway.