Rating:  Summary: Good for Cult Movie Fans and 12 year old boys Review: This movie is not good but I was entertained by it in that cult movie way.Yes, there is some naked women,but not muchand it was done kind of tastefully.I have seen much worse on cinemax and HBO.It is sad to see that Elizabeth Berkley's acting skills are sompletely horrible in this film and the director should share the blame for that.The story is simple.Real simple.
Rating:  Summary: One Thousand Standing Ovations! Review: "Showgirls" is one film that is truly on a par with no other. The only other musical that even comes close is perhaps Funny Lady, or Xanadu (if you have rollerskated competitively). Nomi Malone(played by the exuberant Liz Berkley)is a down-on-her-luck trollip who sets her sights on Vegas in order to made good. But nothing, and I mean NOTHING can prepare you for what's in store for this young turk! Talk about two steps forward, one step back (no pun intended)! My favorite part is definitely when Nomi takes a job as a scantilly clad rodeo clown in an outdoor Vegas circus in order to make ends meet. I think we can all relate to jobs like these in our hectic lives, but I digress.Gina Gershon also provides spunk and wit as Nomi's seasoned yet agile mentor. (can you say love/hate relationship?) And my hat goes off to Kyle McLachlan, for his superb performance as a classy (and realistic) Las Vegas entertainment director. His steamy love scene with Mizz Berkley was the inspiration for me to install an out-of-ground swimming pool in my very own back yard, (complimented by a few hand-made Flamingo's I fashioned myself out of pipecleaners and tissue paper). IF YOU ONLY BUY ONE VIDEO THIS YEAR, LET IT BE THIS ONE! I LOVE YOU AMAZON.COM, SUPERSTORE OF THE NEW MILLENIUM!
Rating:  Summary: Victorious Dickensian tale founded upon Greek Classics Review: "Showgirls," the abundantly enthusiastic, if wayward and offbeat, retelling of Homer's "The Odyssey," sends brilliant Speedcolor visuals that expound the demurral hunch "Is the arrival actually the departure?" Elizabeth Berkley drives home a stunning protaganist version in the spirit of Turu Satana (Faster Pussycat, Kill, Kill!), in which martials arts is briefly incorporated to destruct the corporeal patriarchal beast that could possibly and secretly loom inside every showboater from Yanni to Seigfried & Roy. The misogynist is destroyed, his spirit devastated. Shrewdly discounted by shallow critics, this Dickensian toned mythology yanks the hemlock away and liberates the prisoner. Increased libidin et alius is acheived since we see frequent and generous sights of Ms. Berkley oh so naked! "Showgirls" ranks as an important contribution to Cardonic cinema.
Rating:  Summary: haunting, lingering beauty.., Review: (Revised) Art at the prow, and beauty at the helm, so saileth we. . . Please forgive me as I get off to a slow start: I can barely press the keys as I write this review. Such haunting beauty, such lofty mind stimulation does this film contain: America shall surely defeat its enemies once its brain-power is finally built upon rich cultural assimilations such as these. My mind reels to think of the true-to-life, bare-bones description of the struggling starlet in the nightmare/romance world of modern burlesque. This is the essential theme of the mighty SHOWGIRLS, and I wish that all persons would vibrate to its theme with the heartfelt concern that I and others have. Many claim to have been healed by the seeing of this film. Souls cleansed, minds and spirits renewed, it has been as a laying-on of hands. I make no guarantees, but it is certainly worth a try. It may function also, as a sort of insurance for the future, for those who may live, yet suffer not at present. Do, please, consider the possibility of its thaumaturgical powers. Again I make no claims, or promises...yet, one never knows, does one... It is available in a few different forms, or editions. One is VHS, and is rectangular and box-like, recalling Pandora. Another is DVD, and is round, flat, and disc-like. It is very shiny on one side. It features a hole in the middle. It recalls many ancient depictions of the Sun. These solar depictions can be found in the religious and mythological artwork of many cultures. They are rich in meaning. Buy this film. Buy many copies. For friends, family, far and wide. For shut-ins, the ill, the disenfranchised, the struggling, the homeless. Perhaps our President could see to it that copies are included in C.A.R.E. packages sent 'round the world, that the needy and underprivileged everywhere may partake of our rich cultural heritage and the enlightenment it has to offer. Let no stone remained unturned. Is there a better kind of diplomacy? However, I can endure this no longer, my good reader. I must retire from this task. Tears line my eyes. I have shared with you. My hands shudder from the experience. I falter. I quiver. I am palsied with bliss. I have longed to offer to humanity. I have now taken full advantage of that opportunity.
The thought of such mutually enriched brotherhood is staggering, dizzying -- as it should, as it must be. But, if I can bring just one person out of the darkness to the paradise, ecstasy, and consciousness-raising experience that is SHOWGIRLS, it will have all been worthwhile. I have done all I can, for now. Please do your part. Buy, rent, see, 'OWN' this film. Let it possess you. You are safe now. You are free... And get the t-shirt. And go out and stand in the rain. ... and Look Upwards... and Wonder...
Rating:  Summary: A visual Heimlich maneuver Review: ... only someone emerging from total isolation in a cave somewhere, and then being shown "Showgirls" as the first movie they had ever seen in their life, would even consider recommending it to someone else (and even then it'd be a stretch). Synopsis? Let's see - horrible acting, terrible and uninteresting plot, unsympathetic characters. In short, the WORST MOVIE EVER MADE. It's a shame Amazon won't let me give this a ZERO STAR RATING because even that is more than it deserves.
Rating:  Summary: There's bad trash , there's good trash... Review: ...and then there is great trash. This movie is GREAT trash. Showgirls is one of the most unfairly reviewed movies of all time. People who criticized the writing, acting, plot, etc., are just a bunch of curmudgeons who have forgotten that not every movie has to be Henry V. This movie is beyond criticism--like sex itself, there's a point where you just have to surrender and give in to the experience. I enjoyed this movie a lot more than the 1995 Best Picture winner--Braveheart. True, a lot of body parts were flying in Braveheart, but with Showgirls the parts are a lot better-looking, and they stayed attached to the body. Yes, you can nitpick this movie to death, but the plain fact is that everybody I know who saw it--men and women--said they found it at least entertaining. Trust me, you will be amused.
Rating:  Summary: painfully bad, even if it's supposedly intentional... Review: ...aware of the overwhelming critical howls this movie garnered, I decided to rent it of curiousity only after reading a recent review on Salon.com praising this film for becoming a "camp classic" and veiled social commentary. Well, if you say so. Elizabeth Berkley is the single most god-awful actress I've ever laid eyes upon, a study in constant overacting and limited facial expressions (she has about 3 of them)...she makes Madonna seem like Meryl Streep! Equally appalling is that for someone who's supposed to be playing a stripper/dancer, Berkeley's wide, flopping and prematurely cellulite-ridden backside is almost as ludicrous as her acting ability---almost all of the supporting actresses and random extras are better built...and probably better actresses too. Hell, Flipper the Whale could probably outact Berkley; she's so awful that I could barely restrain myself from throwing things at the TV screen. Just about every character, every line of dialogue, and every scene in this movie is a cliche that we've seen a million times before in a million different TV movies, soap operas, especially lousy B-movies, and cheesy Hollywood blockbusters. Maybe Verhoeven/Ezterhas, who brought us the far better "Basic Instinct," really did intend this film to be one big campy joke...regardless of whether one buys into that revisionist viewpoint, this film requires either a strong stomach or copious amounts of alcohol/marijuana/hallucinogenics to get through! Bleh.
Rating:  Summary: Thank God for amazon.com... Review: ...because I could never muster up enough nerve to buy this movie from a retail store.
Rating:  Summary: Okay, there are worse movies Review: ...Not as unbelievable as "Pretty Woman", but certainly better acted than anything Juliet Roberts puts out. Seriously, even as camp, this one stinks
Rating:  Summary: I'm so confused... Review: 1 star or 5 stars, 1 star or 5 stars... I settled on 3 because I just can't tell if this film is the most pathetic thing I've ever seen, or one of the cleverest satires of recent years. Elizabeth Berkley is either an egregious overactress who deserves to have an anti-career, or a brazenly self-aware scholar of camp who deserves our respect. As Nomi, she veers from girlish friskiness to happy hysteria to mad hysteria to sad hysteria to frenzied stupidity. An early scene where she shows off her dancing "talent" at a disco left me truly not knowing what to think. Surely, I pondered, this must be a joke. No one would dance so spastically, so archly, so much like a wild, pouty, untamed lionness. At least not anyone who expected to be taken seriously as a dancer. And no real-life observer could possibly be expected to respond, "WOW! She can really dance!" and not expect to be sprayed with beer shooting from the noses of the laughing bystanders. OK, so Nomi is innocent? or is it just superdim? She doesn't know her social security number or next of kin - or is this mental lapse meant to be interpreted as some sort of breaking-with-the-past maneuver? ... Gina Gershon is foxy, has lots of teeth, and has the attitude of someone who is pretty pleased with herself for snagging such an easy paycheck... If you like Gina, see her in the creepy and kinky "Bound" instead.
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