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A girl in a music conservatory finds out that her older sister is not a
musical theater star, as she had been led to believe, but is instead a (oh,
horror!) BURLESQUE performer!
Although the movie is titled Delightfully Dangerous, no-one in the movie is either. The film itself is neither dangerous, nor, unfortunately, at all delightful. Other possible titles they must have considered and vetoed:
Bad acting, an extremely stupid script (which, I will admit, did make me laugh about twice), an unbelievable plot (more so than most musicals, The Dancing Pirate's silly plot is a miracle of cogency and wit compared to this), really low-key and dull dance numbers (including one with people in leiderhosen, as bad as mimes to us), WAY too much of Morton Gould and his orchestra ("Dammit, we're paying them to be in this movie, put them in another scene!"), songs that, far from being toe-tappers, will actually make your feet fall asleep, and a closing non-boffo dance number during which the two stars are actually chatting to each other in the middle of the dance. In all fairness, I have to point out here that Mr. Otter urged me to turn this dog off and walk away from it...but I never really feel comfortable reviewing movies that I haven't seen all of, so (as we say chez Otter) I drank the cup to the dregs. With him reminding me every five minutes that this awful movie was my fault (forgetting that he picked it) because I refused to turn it off... This is so skippable. Unless you're having trouble sleeping, in which case it's better than Melatonin... |
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