Wednesday, September 3, 2008

Music Makes Me Lose Control

It's Miss Valerie Perrine's birthday today (September 3, 1943), so you all know what that means, right? Yes, friends, today is the day we break out our widescreen, Dolby Stereo Sound DVD edition of Can't Stop the Music (1980).



If you have not yet seen this truly cataclysmic cinematic event, please proceed to your nearest rental emporium this moment. (Or send someone else for you, if you, understandably, feel ashamed bringing Can't Stop the Music up to the counter yourself.) It's probably a good idea to watch the film under the influence of white wine, cocaine, poppers and 'ludes, since that's what most of the cast seems to be performing under.

Besides the pneumatic Miss Perrine, the cast-of-thousands includes:

Bruce Jenner



Tammy Grimes



Baby June Havoc



...and Special Guest Star, Leigh Taylor-Young



It was directed by Nancy Walker, and its main conceit was that not only could subpar disco music sustain a 2-hour long musical extravaganza, but that Village People were heterosexual.



All in all, it's a sublimely surreal way to spend 2 hours with friends, stoned out of your minds. Don't forget the fondue set, and, oh, Happy Birthday, Valerie Perrine! We know you won a Cannes Film Festival award for your heartwrenching performance in Lenny (1974), but come on, now...wasn't it more fun appearing in a disco musical with Steve Guttenberg?

4 comments:

  1. Even for me this one is a hard one to see. Perhaps because I wasn't stoned.
    And let's not forget it was produced by that famous fag Alan Carr (RIP) who also brought us Snow White and Rob Lowe singing at the Oscar's Carr produced. AC also was famous for wearing caftans and for having a disco in his mansion.

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  2. AND he managed Ann-Margret during her 70's Vegas period. Which qualifies him for Fag Hall of Fame status.

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  3. And then he lost a lot of weight.

    And then he tried to pick me up at a party in San Francisco.

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  4. Why do I get the feeling that a skinny, cadaverous Alan Carr is even more ghastly than a chubby one?

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