How can anyone claim this film is so compelling? Neither Ryan Gosling nor Emma Stone can sing or dance, and this is a so-called musical. And when either tries to sing, it's painful to watch them struggle with every note. Emma Stone talks through her teeth to obscure her lisp, which is just too annoying to ignore. To put this film in the same league as West Side Story and The Sound of Music is laughable. It's a movie which can't decide exactly what it is, so we're given alternate endings so that you can just take your pick of which one you prefer, a manipulative gesture that demonstrates no confidence in the writing, which is totally lackluster. And it's way too long. Don't bother.