Moulin Rouge

Talk about a buzz of sound topped with a visual panoply directed specifically to excite and boggle your freaking mind.

I have seen one musical, Phantom of the Opera, live. Never a movie musical. But this, this musical blew away Phantom Live like a wind blows leaves. Not a hint of effort.

The actors and actresses, especially the important ones, were realistic at the words finest. It was a love story, and I expected to gag quiet a bit. I didn't, and I'm a hard judge. I felt real passion between them shifted into a complicated world that makes high school drama seem pathetic and pointless. Which it is, in my point. This just really illuminates the point.

She- A whore, the top of the line at the Moulin Rouge. She is paid to boost a man's pleasure and act as if he is truly inspiring emotions and lusts. Only in it in hopes to find a man of power that could give her security and a life as an actress. She is to hit up the duke.

He- A boy brought up by a strict father. A writer. An excellent writer. Another man escaped to the city of France, attracted by the opportunities a revolution laid down.

Both have silky voices that induce pleasureful feelings.

I'm not going to go over a huge plot summary because I don't feel skilled enough to properly do that and give the movie the credit it deserves.

Sorry.

I watched this with Kate after a day's worth of other movies such as The Great Gaspy, The Rainmaker, and Mr Smith goes to Washington. A lot of sugar and caffiene was taken in. So when Moulin Rouge came around I must have been in a great mood for it swept me away. I became hooked. I even stopped in the middle of the text I was on when it started.

...the end.