Tuesday, 14 August 2012

Capital Celluloid 2012 - Day 241: Wed Aug 29

Showgirls (Verhoeven, 1995): The Book Club, Shoreditch 7.30pm
This is screening as part of the Scala Beyond, a six-week season celebrating all forms of cinema exhibition across the UK, from film clubs to film festivals, picture palaces to pop-up venues. You can find more details here at the website.

No excuse for posting this other than it is my No1 film guilty pleasure. The introduction by the Amy Grimehouse film club suggests this is going to be a lot of fun: A screening of Showgirls and the usual Grimehouse nastiness including pole-dancing demonstrations, so you too can be a bit slutty. The film: a young drifter, named Nomi, arrives in Las Vegas to become a dancer and soon sets about clawing and pushing her way to become the top of the Vegas showgirls.

Chicago Reader review:
'Director Paul Verhoeven and writer Joe Eszterhas's fresh meat market—a sleazy Las Vegas porn show with clunky production numbers that resemble body-building exercises, backed by heaps of big studio money. The story, a low-rent version of All About Eve, charts the rise of one bimbo showgirl (Elizabeth Berkley) at the expense of another (Gina Gershon); alas, the only actor who seems comfortable is Kyle MacLachlan. It must be admitted that, as with Basic Instinct and Starship Troopers, which I also underrated initially, this 1995 movie has only improved with age—or maybe it's just that viewers like me are only now catching up with the ideological ramifications of the cartoonlike characters. In this case, the degree to which Las Vegas (and by implication Hollywood) is viewed as the ultimate capitalist machine is an essential part of the poisonous package.'
Jonathan Rosenbaum

Here is the trailer.

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