This is a difficult review to write, seeing as to how I’ve never actually seen Moulin Rouge! You can put it up on the list along with The Lion King, Million Dollar Baby, Chicago and all of the Harry Potters, as these are all popular, some award-winning, movies that I have not seen and probably will never see. I just never got around to seeing it. I just happened to come home the other night and my roommate and one of our friends were watching the Moulin. I was kind of going in and out of the living room and would glance over so I saw a little.
I’m not even sure what it’s about. Judging by the scattered 15 seconds of the whole movie that I actually saw along with what I remember from the trailers five years ago, I think it’s about people that own a club or are putting on a play or something. Is that even close? Probably not.
It’s probably about down on their luck Depression era steel workers who sing to get by or something goofy like that. Maybe there’s a sick boy who needs money for an operation, maybe has polio. And the steel workers enter some “competition, a singing competition? A singing competition!” in order to raise money for the boy.
Hell, I could be right on guessing about the plot. You probably just read that and thought, “Douglas Ferdinand Dixon, you’re so full of shit. It’s obvious you’ve seen it. You probably have it on Laserdisc.” Nay, I have not seen it but for the sake of this article, let’s agree on the plot that I am probably right about: Moulin Rouge! is about Depression Era steel workers who use song in order to save a little boy’s life.
Based on the short snippets I saw, it looks like a pretty good movie. There was lovely set decoration and the vocal performances were very powerful and moving. It’s probably entertaining.
I still probably won’t watch it and it’s not because I think it’s a sissie-ish movie or anything. I just don’t care to see it. I don’t want to see Nicole Kidman sing any more than I want to see Hilary Swank all googley in the hospital at the end of MDB. That happened, right?
My friend’s got it on DVD. He said when it came out he saw it 12 nights in a row. 12; it meant that much to him. If one of my friends can find that much meaning and inspiration in a movie, I think I owe it to him to at least watch it once. I can maybe find the time.
Nope.