Imagine a 10-hour acid trip condensed into
two hours. Now turn the volume up to 11. Got
it? Well, you're not even close to how
excessive Moulin Rouge is. This tale
of a young bohemian wannabe in
fin-de-siècle Paris is all noise,
flash and pop music medleys. The dialogue is
glommed together from a variety of top-40
hits, the costumes are so dazzling that
they'd hurt Stevie Wonder's eyes, and the
sets look like they're going to explode from
being over-gilded. If you've been in a coma
for a while, this might be just the thing to
wake you up. Of course, after a few minutes
of it you'll just want to go back to peaceful
oblivion. Luckily, Nicole Kidman's wooden
acting provides a bit of relief from this
otherwise over-lively production. Also
starring Ewan McGregor and John Leguizamo,
who somehow manages to be even more annoying
than this film itself.