As someone in the music field here in LA, there's a very astute observation regarding how it's viewed in this city--- At a party, the conductor/composer Roman Strauss of the 1940's is asked if he's in the business. "No, I'm a composer." To which the wannabe ingenue replies "In that case, you're not anybody."
Stand out elements are easily Kenneth's attempt at the west-coast American accent, the entirety of Derek Jacobi's presence, Andy Garcia's return into the narrative & an under…
I was there opening weekend. However, I'd never seen Jackass' MTV iteration. Walking into this mindless entertainment was unexpected then, but somehow still as enjoyable 10 years later... with the exception of the Snow Cone & the Papercuts. Because I'm still as much of a wuss as I was 10 years ago & can't watch those.
Despite the over-hyped 'Chicago', Billy Wilder proves that films glaringly translated from the stage, can still most assuredly work much of it from the casting (apologies to Zeta-Jones). Charles Laughton chewing up scenery & cigars alike with equal zeal. While Marlene Dietrich paving the way for femme fatales right up through Neve Campbell's Wild Things turn. But a minor joy was the final pairing of Elsa Lanchester & Laughton. They'd worked together for so long, this version of their respective foils contain the giddy, if predictable, arc. But that's not the point.
Just don your monocle & watch this beastie.