The most irritable thing about this movie is the miscasting of Martin Landau to play J Marshall Smith, the aged southern millionaire who married Anna. He's supposed to look old, but his makeup is overdone to look like he's a vampire alien from space! And Mr. Smith was a Texan gentleman, really hard to imagine Landau playing anyone from the South or any accent like it. Only a few minutes covered a larger period of time where Anna Nicole retreated from the spotlight to live with her husband, long enough to see a horse ranch and eat popcorn while a football game was on TV. The long fantasy pauses were irritating, too, with the ghost of Marlyn Monroe or future Anna haunting her. It's too bad one of the premium cable networks couldn't have produced it to allow a little nudity just to make the constant boozing and pill dropping a little more bearable. I think The Anna Nicole Smith Story with Willa Ford did much more to humanize the characters.

While I am not really overly familiar with the details about the life that Anna Nicole Smith was living, then I will say that the movie "Anna Nicole" actually managed to put together a rather nicely told story. But whether how true the movie is to the actual story of Anna Nicole Smith, I have no clue.Agnes Bruckner really carried this movie nicely, and did a great job in portraying the iconic and legendary model Anna Nicole Smith.No sense in going into details about the storyline here, as it is a filmed biography of sorts about Anna Nicole Smith.Of course this movie is mostly appealing to those who were fan of Anna Nicole (or those who still are), but still, for someone impartial then it provided good enough entertainment, just don't expect to be blown away.I will say that the performances were generally good all round, and people did contribute well to the movie and their respective characters.Anna Nicole Smith's story is an interesting one, actually. How a person can go from being a person from a small place and end up being known world wide, but also showing the bad things that comes along with the burden of fame. For that, I think that the movie "Anna Nicole" deserves to be watched just once at least.

Agnes Brucker is beautiful. More beautiful than Anna Nicole for sure. The prosthetic breasts they add on to her are actually quite good and convincing. I was pretty impressed by that. Agnes' performance here can be measured a couple of different ways: was it good on its own merits and does it pass the George C. Scott test? If you take out the "playing a real person" aspect, her performance was perfectly adequate for your average Lifetime drivel. But if you judge her by whether she accurately captured Anna Nicole, then no she did not. She seemed more often than not like a caricature. Not that Anna Nicole was anything deeper than what we saw. I highly doubt she was. Still, people are people and even the likes of the Kardashians or Anna Nicole Smith don't act off camera like they do on. So when you're portraying a person like that and you're playing them based solely on stuff you've seen on camera (including interviews), you're not going to have a fully formed idea of who they were.Anyway, the movie is not very good. The gimmick where her older/younger self appears to her is cheesy and laugh-inducing. I think doing a bio for a woman famous for taking her clothes off is kind of hard to do on a network where you can't show nudity. Perhaps an R rated movie would have at least had more cheesecake to admire. Anyway, if you're a fan of Agnes Bruckner, check it out. She's in every scene and most of the time wearing very little.

What a difference a chance encounter can make! When Anna Nicole Smith says "hello, handsome" to an 86-year-old Texas billionaire who visits the strip club where she gyrated, she sets in motion an exhilarating ascent and dizzying plummet to despair and death.Smith loved the seeming adoration that always eluded her growing up but when it demanded too much from her -- as in posing nude for Playboy -- she became hopelessly addicted to alcohol and prescription drugs.Not only is Agnes Bruckner a dead-ringer for the platinum-blonde bombshell but she creates a very convincing portrait of a woman who never lied to J. Howard Marshall ("Paw-paw) or promised to be monogamous. Either someone was terrific at makeup and prosthetics, or the role called for Bruckner to gain a huge amount of weight. Either way we watch in a kind of horror as we observe Anna's descent into self-destruction and debauchery. Martin Landau is surprisingly endearing as the magnate charmed by his "lady love" and last chance at affection, if only of the platonic sort."The woman has given me a reason to keep breathing!" he exults to his son, played with icy conviction by Cary Elwes.The wheelchair-bound Marshall is instantly smitten by Anna, but depicted as lucid when he seemingly adopts and then weds Anna -- but not necessarily all-there when he agrees, close to his end, to cede all financial control over his fortune to his son.Also turning in a powerful performance is Graham Patrick Martin as the child Anna had while still a teenager. Anna and Danny grew up together and he seems to take on a fatherly role toward the end of the story.While Anna's devoted lawyer, Howard K. Stern, is depicted here as a socially insecure man with seemingly nothing else going on in his life, photographer Larry Birkhead is given even less examination. We learn nothing about Anna's reported/apparent decision to exclude him from any role involving the daughter he fathers in her last year of life. Such quibbles don't add up to much in a solidly satisfying production that will deepen viewers' understanding of a compellingly tragic personality.