Burlesque (2010) by Steve Antin

So, yesterday, as there was nothing else to do – despite the workload I would have to read for both my classes and my B.A.-thesis – I went to watch a movie. Earlier that day – despite mentioned workload – I relaxed with a DVD in our nice new media room at the institute, the DVD having been Itty Bitty Titty Committee and it was a blast since I actually got the references about feminism/lesbian feminism this time…

And what better way to end a day like that (a day that begun with me falling on my bum because of all the beautiful shining ice that graced the sidewalks and continued with Mark Twain…) with a musical. Okay, it wasn’t really a musical since I think one has to differentiate between movies where they just break out in song and dance in any given situation or where they sing and dance on a stage in the closer confines of the narrative. So Burlesque to me is rather a music movie than a musical (you can discuss that at home while I insert a picture of the reason I wanted to watch this movie).

Yes, friends and neighbors: I love Cher. Not only because I think she’s got an amazing voice but because she actually is a brilliant actress – and underrated as such. Unfortunately, I missed the Berlin premiere that took place just two days after The Tourist premiere and both Cher and Christina Aguilera were present (well, we had our Xmas Party that night, it was a close call though…).

While loving Cher, I never got any opinion to Christina Aguilera. She was the other girl that Madonna kissed at that Movie Awards Show. And yes, I actually like Britney Spears better, she has a higher entertainment factor. And I cannot say that watching Burlesque really improved my opinion of her. She is certainly not an actress but the story (her story within the movie) lacked substance as well. I mean, girl comes from hicktown, USA, to L.A. to become a singer and accidentily ends up in a burlesque club that takes her breath away and she wants to do nothing else but sing and dance there while falling in love with the bartender/song writer (Cam Gigandet) instead of a rediculously hansom (Eric Dane!) millionaire who is, of course, the villain who wants to buy the club from Cher…

Cher’s story line isn’t that much more interesting but since she is actually a great actress it is more believable than Aguilera’s. Also, the banter between her and her best (gay) friend Stanley Tucci (and I love him whether he plays the best gay friend of any gorgeous actress, or the cool straight father to Patricia Clarkson’s cool bisexual mother) is very entertaining – although it seemed I was the only one in the movie theater who thought so… everybody else seemed to enjoy the plot around Aguilera and her pretty boy better.

Not me. The songs were good but not very memorable. Christina Aguilera, of course, has a great voice although I enjoy Cher’s much more. What can I say, I am old fashioned that way. The cast was really good, besides Cher, Aguilera, Dane and Tucci, there was Peter Gallagher, Kristin Bell, Glee‘s lovely Dianna Agron (who unfortunately did not sing or dance in this one) and even James Brolin stopped by for a second (it wasn’t really more than a second but it is good to see a friendly face one sees so little of lately).

Well, the movie was not my new favorite musical, or anything but it was alright. The story could have been better and there could have been more numbers like that first one with Cher and her girls but it was okay.

Kate Hepburn said that sometimes the pictures to a movie are better than the movie they are from, this certainly holds true for the picture above…