From member Brandon Fibbs:
In my review of Rob Marshall’s Memoirs of a Geisha, I stated that the director had all the subtly of the Las Vegas Strip. What was meant as a disparaging condemnation for that film is actually a positive asset for his latest undertaking. When it comes to big, show-stopping musicals like Nine, I frankly want someone who directs with unrestrained, exaggerated embellishment. That said, I enjoyed Nine on a superficial level only, which is to say I enjoyed its slick veneer and its razzle-dazzle façade, but beauty is indeed only skin deep in this emotionally vacant, gaudy mess of a film.
Nine, based on the Tony award-winning Broadway production, is itself based on Federico Fellini’s 8½, a film about a prominent, narcissistic Italian film director’s debilitating lack of inspiration and anxiety over failing as an artist. Guido Contini has reached his 40th birthday (and his eighth film) and finds himself in a creative and existential rut.
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