As a big Kikka fan I was expecting something glorious, but no.

The casting was off, the directing was off, it was thin and didn't get to the point. There was no confidence, it was unorganized mess. Good old Alan Smithee moment.

And it's no wonder, the director of this movie is just some girl; some overglorified actor who won some pro feminist price couple years ago. I guess it's the typical "let's get women do more, they can do it too". Just like that female Ghostbuster movie, just like female Formula 1 drivers, you get the point.

With a real professional director, this movie would have shined, they had the material, they had the budget, the concept. I would have LOVED this movie, absolutely. But now it was just a expensive toy given to people who just don't care about Kikka, they only care about pushing their political views.

This movie is a prime example what happens when you put people with a political agenda to make a movie about innocent pop star who would have not care less about that kind of things..

Maybe some day we get a movie about Kikka, and not this kind of surface scratching hyperactive nonsense.