When you have a story that starts with a lawyer helping a cartel kingpin get gender affirming surgery so she can disappear as the person she always wanted to be, and then the real action starts, you probably don’t need to throw in that it’s a musical. And if you do decide to make a musical, you’d better make sure the music lives up to the story. The leads are all strong, and some of the music works, but a lot of it feels like they were afraid people wouldn’t accept a “real” musical. Some of the half-singing would make Rex Harrison say “even I managed more tunefulness than that.”
Also: today at Alamo Drafthouse I had to do the very rare “could you turn off your phone, please” thing to the guy sitting next to me. Distractions are bad enough in a typical movie; they’re unbearable at a half-Spanish musical full of subtitles.