The form of musicals is destined to have complex plots and profound connotations. Perhaps the spectators were just looking forward to the double indulgence of the brain and the eyeballs after the blurring. This film is no exception, fully satisfying the characteristics of a typical musical: exaggerated performances, splendid sets, surreal picture organization and simple to mentally retarded plots: a poor writer falls in love with a geisha, and the geisha returns Taken by the rich and powerful, the three of them all sing and dance in a trivial triangle to express the complexity and simplicity of "love". The geisha's disease is like the plot of a Korean drama, which is enough to make anyone who tries to analyze it desperately: Beneath the noisy and gorgeous appearance, there is no connotation worth exploring at all. If you insist on finding it, it can only be the eternal motif of praising love, which is destined to guarantee a certain audience in any era.
Yes, the actors sing well, the male lead is handsome, and the female lead is pretty. But in such a lack of nutrition, I really didn't see any performance beyond the level of their acting skills. It was her luck that Nicole Kidman didn't get the statuette because of it.
As a classmate just now said, it's a good pastime: and it has to be after a busy workday, when you're bored, too lazy to move, and have nothing to do.
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