I am waiting for this woman to be revealed as some sort of post-modern performance artist making a statement about our culture’s self-imposed enfeeblement, because she cannot be real. She doesn’t open doors? And the shot of her entering the elevator is . . . I’m not sure what it is, actually. Arch? Grandiose? Completely insane?
Of course, her schtick has been covered before. And then there’s the man who “could have had any woman in the world, but none could match the beauty of his own hand.”