WICKED – Review

Hold on, here’s the big mega-budgeted and marketed blockbuster that could make the multiplex spin like a farmhouse in a twister. Yes, it has its roots in a much beloved iconic movie, but this version harkens back to another trend dating back to Hollywood’s Golden Age. I’m speaking of the “event” films that were taken from Broadway “smash” shows. Of course, the studios mounted so many original musicals, like the 1939 classic I mentioned earlier, though the stage ‘transplants” really became the “prestege” flicks through the 1950s and 60s with the Rodgers and Hammerstein adaptations, and the “roadshow presentations” that often garned Oscar gold, like THE SOUND OF MUSIC and MY FAIR LADY. Plus the “behind the scenes” wheeling and dealing filled the gossip columns as fans wondered if the original stage casts would be on film, or would they be replaced by “name” movie stars. The success of CHICAGO somewhat revived this sub-genre, though the Broadway to Hollywood formula hasn’t been a “sure” thing (how ’bout them CATS). Well, grab your wand (or broom) because those mega-screen sound systems will be put to the test with the long-awaited arrival of WICKED.

The movie opens near the ending of that timeless tale of THE WIZARD OF OZ, as word of their tormentor’s demise reaches the land of the Munchkins. The confused residents look to their protector, Glinda, the good witch of the North (Ariana Grande-Butera) for confirmation. She tells them that the news is true, which prompts much dancing and celebrating. It’s cut short when one of the revelers asks Glinda if she knew the wicked witch of the West. Yes again, and she tells them of a green baby born to the Munchkinland Governor’s wife, perhaps due to dalliance with a traveling salesman who “plied” her with a mysterious green elixir. The child is rejected by her father but develops a strong bond with her paraplegic kid sister after their mother dies in childbirth. Years later, the younger sister, Nessarose (Marissa Bode) is accepted to Shiz University. Her older sister Elphaba (Cynthia Erivo) takes her to the campus orientation, where her fellow students are stunned by her green skin, especially the arriving “diva” Glinda Upland. When Elphaba panics over the staff’s brusk treatment of Nessarose, she inadvertently casts a levitating spell that attracts the attention of the lauded faculty member Madame Morrible (Michelle Yeoh). She offers private magic tutoring with Elphaba, but she’ll need to stay on at Shiz and share a room with Glinda (much to her ire). Despite their clashes, the two begin their studys, with Elphaba bonding with the historian Dr. Dillamond (voice of Peter Dinklage), the only animal teacher (a goat) at the school. Things get more complicated when the dashing and handsome Fiyero (Jonathan Bailey) begins classes, making Glinda swoon while annoying Elphaba (perhaps a spark). Over the next weeks, an anti-animal movement ousts Dillamond, and a friendship forms between Glinda and Elphaba just as she is summoned to Emerald City for an audience with the wonderful Wizard of Oz (Jeff Goldblum). The roommates travel together, but a nefarious plot turns the fun vacation into a desperate dive into dark magic, which will change the duo in unexpected ways.

As to the concerns of the previous stage-to-screen adaptations, even though the film actors didn’t “tread the boards, this is truly a dream ensemble of performances bringing these characters to life on film. First and foremost, after all, the title really refers to her role, is the powerful Ms. Erivo who brings that strength to Elphaba, but also shows us her vulnerability, whether as she joyfully imagines the meeting between “The Wizard and I”, or expressing her anxiety through dance at the big “secret” party. Erivo stands tall as she puts up a wall between her and a mocking world, then allows her strident glare to soften as she finally feels the warmth of kindness. Plus her thunderous vocals make the story soar in the big finale. It helps that she is a great “team player” as she pushes against the comedic juggernaut that is Grande-Butera as the vain, casually cruel, and often ditzy Glinda (though she really wants to be called “Gulinda” for much of the tale). Ms. Ariana sparkles off the screen, actually endearing us to her character’s catty “burns” or by her self-aware “hair-flipping”, weaponizing those lush locks. Speaking of lush, whew, that velvety voice is a big aid to Glinda being “Popular”. This is really the story of this mismatched pair, but they’ve got lots of support, starting with the equally gorgeous Bailey, who seems to be the perfect match for Glinda, until Elphaba nudges him away from his “mirror gazing”. Plus Bailey can really “cut a rug’ as he leads the school in a big splashy number at the library. Yeoh is quite a nurturing mother figure as Morrible, which makes the final act revelations more heart-wrenching. Goldblum is an affable a song-and dance dude ( truly “A Sentimental Man”) who also seems to be the perfect patriarch until, well, he’s not. Bode as Nessarose is full of wide-eyed wonder amplified when she meets her suitor, the sweet awkward Bok from Munchkinland played with a clownish slapstick ease by stage vet Ethan Slater. And in the background, though garnering great laughs are Glinda’s entourage led by the bombastic Browyn James as ShenShen and the snarky sensation of SNL, Bowen Yang as Pfannee.

Guiding through the familiar but somehow fresh and fabulous Oz is director John M. Chu, who honed his musical “chops by bringing us another stage hit IN THE HEIGHTS three years ago and helmed two entries in the STEP UP series. He keeps the camera moving swiftly through those incredible sets (mostly real with few pixels), knowing when to go “big” for the musical showcases but also letting the quiet inform us of the emotions. and how to hit the correct comedy “beats”. He’s more than “opened up” the live show, allowing us to immerse ourselves in this colorful gaudy wonder world. It helps that’s he’s got a witty script to work with thanks to the screenplay by Dana Fox and Winnie Holzman (who did the stage “book”) adapting the original novel by Gregory Maguire. And I must lavish praise on the superb art direction once again. Aside from the aforementioned sets, the costumes are fluid and functional, paired with some stylized, imaginative props, down to the unique eyeglasses worn by Elphaba and Pfannee. The Shizu sets are incredible, but they may be a ‘warm-up” for the astounding look of Emerald City and a great “take’ on the Wizard’s scary “false front”. The dancing is energetic and engaging, though much as was done in the HEIGHTS, often we’re getting overhead shots of folks dancing in their “box space”. Still, the number in the library as students dance and twirl on what looks to be the interior gears of a clock, is eye-popping. Much like the wonderful songs, leading up to a true showstopper in the final moments with lofty strains of “Defying Gravity”. And though the studio marketing team is trying to leave it off the ads and posters, this isn’t the full story, but those looking for epic entertainment will be ecstatic, and eager for the next serving, experiencing the tale of two witches that is WICKED.

3.5 Out of 4

WICKED is now playing in theatres everywhere

TROLLS BAND TOGETHER- Review

Though the end of the year is mainly the mainstay of serious and somber award-seeking films, there’s almost always room for family-friendly flicks. After all, there has to be a break from all the hectic holiday preparations, and what better way to relax than getting off your feet in one of those swell reclining plush multiplex chairs? So, the “mouse house” will arrive shortly with a slick fantasy fable, but how about their “major ‘toon rival”? Well, the fine folks at Dreamworks are completing a trilogy begun seven years ago when they put a new spin on a beloved baby boomer toy. Much of that spin involves music, as the lil’ critters interpreted classic (and some brand new) pop tunes. This makes their third outing feel a bit foreshadowed as those TROLLS BAND TOGETHER.

This new outing begins with a flashback to the final performance of the huge Troll boy band BroZone. After an attempt at the “perfect harmony”, the quintet went their separate ways. And now we’re back in that Troll kingdom nestled deep in the forest. Things are more hectic than usual as Queen Poppy (voice of Anna Kendrick) and “maybe” BF Branch (Justin Timberlake) are helping with the big wedding of Bridget (Zooey Deschanel) to the Bergen King Gristle (Christopher Mintz-Plasse). Just after the “I do’s” a stranger disrupts the proceedings. It’s none other than John Dory (Eric Andre), singer and manager of BroZone who’s also Branch’s big bro! What? Branch was part of that supergroup and was then known as “Baby Branch”! And what has prompted this reunion? It seems that brother Floyd has been kidnapped by the current “red hot” singing duo, sibs Velvet (Amy Schumer) and Veneer (Andrew Rannells). They’re keeping Floyd inside a near-unbreakable glass cage to “drink in” his musical talent. Ah, but his prison can only be shattered by that ole’ perfect harmony. Yup, it’s time to get the band back together, so the trio hit the road, along with Tiny Diamond (Kenan Thompson) to find brothers Spruce and Clay to save Floyd before his singin skills are completely drained.

The returning voice actors slip back into their established roles as though nary a day has gone by since the previous flick three years ago. Timberlake has a bit of renewed energy as he appears to be having loads of fun by satirizing his own boy band past while trying to deny his attraction to Poppy. As usual, Kendrick brings lots of energetic show-tune spirit to her and gets a chance to shine after meeting her new surprise BFF (and perhaps a tad extra) Viva who is given equally frenetic vocal life by pop singing sensation Camila Cabello (and they’re another terrific song duo). Much of the flick’s laughs are provided by SNL vet Thompson who peppered the story with snarky asides as TD (who still looks like Will Ferrell’s Harry Carey to me). His comic delivery is matched by the story’s villainous twosome with Schumer delivering her insults with a hissing sneer while Rannels conveys a sweaty desperate need to serve her as her bumbling bro. The movie also has a major role for the comic ‘force of nature” Andre but aside from being the “big boss” (and very bossy), he’s given little to do as Dory.

The directing duo of Walt Dohrn and Tim Heitz keeps the pace at a fever pitch while tossing in a near-endless stream of music standards and original melodies. And like the previous films, you could almost get a visual sugar rush from the candy-coated color spectrum paired with the shimmering “sparklies”. The CGI is top of the line, though they don’t take as many stylistic chances as Dreamworks’ Puss In Boots flick from a year ago. Happily, some classic 2D animation from Titmouse Studios sneaks in with some knowing psychedelic nods to Peter Max and that YELLOW SUBMARINE. Sure, the trolls are still “homely/cute” as they bounce into the camera for tight close-ups, but the filmmakers do a deep dive into some classic animation icons of the last century. With their rubbery limbs and big eyes, Velvet and Veneer could’ve sung with Betty Boop or Flip the Frog in the 1930s. And then there are the natives of Vacay Land who recall a Muppet spin on Dr. Seuss. Much of this is merely a bonus bit of fun for the adults as the kids are mesmerized by the catchy songs and bombastically energetic lil’ critters. It’s a haphazard plot structure (the Bergens have little to do), but adults can zone out (but try not to snooze) as those TROLLS BAND TOGETHER.

1.5 Out of 4

TROLLS BAND TOGETHER is now playing in theaters everywhere

MAGIC MIKE’S LAST DANCE – Review

(L-r) CHANNING TATUM as Mike Lane and SALMA HAYEK PINAULT as Maxandra Mendoza in Warner Bros. Pictures musical comedy “MAGIC MIKE’S LAST DANCE,” a Warner Bros. Pictures release.

MAGIC MIKE’S LAST DANCE is the third installment in Channing Tatum’s male stripper-dance series, and appears to be the last, as the story reaches crazy fantasy heights. That is not to say there isn’t some entertainment value – in the vein of the erotic original – and with director Steven Soderbergh back at the helm (as he was for the first one but not the second), it is a more polish production. MAGIC MIKE’S LAST DANCE dials back the seriousness of the second movie, and this third installment describes itself as “musical comedy” as it returns more to male erotic dancing and female titillation mode. But then the sequel overshoots the mark, with a remarkably goofy story that mixes a reverse PRETTY WOMAN – MY FAIR LADY mash-up with the 1940s “let’s put on a show,” sprinkled with a women’s empowerment, anti-ageist message. Exhausted yet? You will be if you think very much about this loopy premise.

The real entertainment is in the dance sequences, a mix of the original’s male stripper-dance but elevated by contemporary and modern dance, even a touch of ballet, by actual professionally trained dancers.

The film starts with Mike (Channing Tatum) back a work as a bartender at a Florida charity fundraiser at the home of a wealthy woman, Maxandra “Max” Mendoza (Salma Hayak Pinault) who is depressed as she is going through a messy divorce. A friend who recognized Mike as a one-time entertainer at a bachelorette party, suggests him to the hostess as a way to cheer her up. After the party, she calls Mike in and tries to engage his services. He tells her he no longer does that (what is not specified) but when pressed, names a price of $60,000. Maxandra counters with $6000, which financially-strapped Mike can’t refuse. A hot lap-dance that makes the most of the furniture follows, just barely short coitus, and then we cut to the two of them in bed in the afterglow.

After that magical experience, Max offers Mike a job, although she in not clear doing what, for $60,000 – if he will come back home to London with her. But she makes one rule: no sex between them. Although that doesn’t keep Max from teasing Mike when she wants.

The job she comes up with is putting on a show. Mike is made director/choreographer ins charge of transforming a long-running costume drama in a historic theater, bearing her soon-to-be ex’s family name, into an elevated version of a male erotic dance show. The goal is to give Mike a job and a chance to transform himself, while irritating her soon-to-be ex. As you surmised, Max is an impulsive, over-the-top character who is perhaps more unpredictable than usual as she struggles emotionally with the divorce. Mike’s real job is to cope with his changeable boss, and maybe win her heart.

Hayek Pinault does fine in her but casting the Mexican-born Salma seems an odd choice to play the Brit. Turns out, she was not the original choice for the role but British-born Thandiwe Newton. However, Newton left the production 11 days in, for unclear reasons but rumored to be following a clash with star/co-producer Tatum. Newton would have made much more sense in the role but with her out, it seems the decision was made for the character even more nutty to distract from any mismatch. That said, Hayek Pinault leans into it, and Tatum’s character trying to be his charming best to cope with this unpredictable employer/love interest has some comic value. Jemelia George is delightful as Max’s precocious daughter Zadie, and Ayub Khan Din as snarky butler/driver Victor (in an ARTHUR reference) adds more entertainment, coaching Mike in how to win over Max.

The real entertainment in this crazy movie are the dance sequences, both the steamy lap dance but also the show’s try-outs, rehearsals and the show itself. Those later sequences are elevated by casting a real dancers and having them do a mix of modern dance and male stripper moves.

Certainly, Steven Soderbergh knows what he is doing as a director, so things move along briskly and the movie does serve up some hot entertainment for a female audience in the dance sequences. The initial lap dance provides sexy entertainment but it isn’t all male stripper dance. When we get to the show in the London theater, there is more a modern dance element – actual dancers doing erotic dance rather than erotic dancers performing, as one character notes. The dance sequences later, featuring more contemporary and modern dance that just male stripper grinds, is the best part of the movie. There is a very nice wet-stage pas de deux sequence with Tatum and ballerina Kylie Shea that is one the best moments. Italian professional dancer Sebastian Melo Taveira delivers a delightful, impressively athletic contemporary performance, a highlight of the film for those who are dance fans.

The story is nonsensical but Soderbergh’s skill takes you past that, letting you enjoy the dance sequences and their entertaining mix of hot moves and impressive athleticism and skill. If you can just ignore that crazy story, there is some eye-candy and sexy fantasy fun in this hot dance sequel. But presumable this truly is Mike’s last dance, as this tale looks as exhausted as a post-show dancer.

MAGIC MIKE’S LAST DANCE opens Friday, Feb. 19, in theaters.

RATING: 1.5 out of 4 stars

MAGIC MIKE’S LAST DANCE opens Friday, Feb. 10, in theaters.

RATING: 1.5 out of 4 stars