Cabaret
Brian Roberts: How's the, uh, gigolo campaign going?
Fritz Wendel: Terrible. This week, already I'm giving up three dinner invitations to spend thirty-two marks on her.
Brian Roberts: That's quite a sacrifice.
Fritz Wendel: And here's the craziness: I like it. God damn it!
Brian Roberts: What?
Fritz Wendel: I think I'm falling in love with her.
Brian Roberts: Oh, I'm so sorry.
Fritz Wendel: So am I.
Life is a cabaret old chum
so come to the cabaret
Watching the first episode of the mini-series Fosse/Verdon last night it featured some behind the scenes situations regarding this nomination so I just had to watch it today.
A sublime, melancholy film who's inner pain is given a kind of mercurial haven within the colorfully raunchy stage productions of the local Kit Kat Klub.
Reviving a Broadway production that was inspired by the true stories written by Christopher Isherwood about him and close friend, Jean Ross, during the 30's in Germany, Bob Fosse did an excellent vision of a truly dark lit, burlesque club and balanced it with two newly met friends (Liza Minnelli and Michael York) and their own tragic excursions with love. Giving the finale song,
Cabaret a more ardent depth and meaning, it is no wonder that anyone of a theatrical nature attempting to pull themselves out from beneath one of life's emotional brutalities will sadly chuckle these words like a hymn.
An antithesis to the normal musical, there is no bright lights, or bright colors with every detail lit up for all to see. The numbers are of a garish nature befitting a small night club and that, I feel, brings even more life to them. Fosse with the un-credited assistance of his wife, Gwen Verdon brings forth a prolific musical that doesn't sugar coat the tragic while giving the broken heart a song it yearns to sing and a spotlight to hide in. albeit with a show must go on smile.
I F@CKIN LOVED IT