I watched it tonight as a TiVo suggestion. I thought it was a good combo between "To Wong Foo..." and "Victor Victoria". I saw 2 stage performances of the latter (and the movie) but the stage were separated by many years- still fun (in Chicago). Wong Foo I've only seen movie but many times. As a woman of 70, I know that drag queens could teach most of us a lot, and people have often told me I look just like Debbie Reynolds (from my 20's to recently).I wrote in to the cable networks that they messed up by having "Queer Eye for .. girl" using regular lesbians, because they have little to teach other women. I would love lessons on styling from drag queens (if I can't get a free makeover from Nick Arrojo).

Wow. What can I say? All I could think of through this whole messy film was: It takes some feat of directing to make Toni Collette look as bad as she does in Connie and Carla. The first half of the film is an hysterical pastiche of Some Like it Hot, possessing none of that film's wit and warmth, but much more than its quota of shrieking slapstick which is merely irritating. I love musicals, but I could barely watch the drag revue stuff because the film had alienated me so badly. Everything's done at top speed with the minimum of subtlety and the maximum of ham. Scenes are choppy and by rote, seemingly unconnected to what's come before or what follows. The only relief comes from David Duchovny (in the tentative Marilyn Monroe role) as the straight brother of a drag queen who reluctantly starts to enjoy hanging out with Nia Vardalos (as a man). Duchovny alone refuses to buy into the hysteria around him and brings the only note of honesty and reality to the movie. Thank god for his oasis of calm in an otherwise overwrought film. The scene where he gets a manicure from Vardalos is appealing and funny and gives an insight into how the rest of the movie could have played out in better hands. But Duchovny is swimming against a serious tide of manic over-acting and finally even he flounders in the wholly predictable finale which is tired and smacks of convenience and a lack of imagination.

Has anyone else noticed this is a sad retooled version of Some Like It Hot - and a terrible rendition at that. How did it get made? It's so blatantly a copy of a movie that is a classic-an institution of American film. I know it's redundant but it's such a sad copy....Two performers get in a mob mix up have to flee from town and end up cross dressing complications ensue someone falls in love. Bleh. Did anyone go and see this movie? I doubt it, as I just caught it while up late at night watching TBS. The only area this movie succeeds in is making Nia Vardolos and Toni Collette look like men...which really is just a factor of genetics. If you're up late at night avoid this like the plague. Just meeting someone named Connie or Carla now makes me want to vomit.

Considering what glamorous creatures they are, it's been a while since we saw a Hollywood drag film. But in Connie and Carla, the latest film from My Big Fat Greek Wedding scriptwriter/actress Nia Vardalos, half the cast are queens. And there's a cameo from Debbie Reynolds.Dorky duo Connie (Vardalos) and Carla (an underused Toni Collette) are dinner theatre performers who waitress between show tunes as they perform to bored patrons. But all that changes when they witness a mob killing, go on the run and hide out in LA as drag 'kings'. Ironically they find their audience, until Connie falls for Jeff (David Duchovny), the estranged brother of her drag pal Peaches (Steven Spinella, who recently won a Tony for Angels in America).Directed by comic actor Michael Lembeck, Connie and Carla is a cornball, feel-good date flick. Vardalos and Collette ably flex their muscles as cabaret performers, supported by a cast of lovable drag queens. It was cute to see a mob thug transformed into a musical aficionado after searching for the girls at numerous hick venues.If you loathe the Hollywood machine, don't see Connie and Carla. But if you're a sucker for show tunes or romantic comedies, you'll enjoy it.