This Movie Can Only Be Described With One Word.

Sorry, this movie sucks

It's not great by any means, but it's a pretty good movie that didn't leave me filled with regret for investing time in it.

I think this is a new genre that they're all sort of working their way through it and haven't got all the kinks worked out yet but it's a genre that works for me.

I had never seen this movie. I became interested in it because apparently, it is considered to be one of the worst movies in cinema. I researched it and read about it, thoroughly. I read quotes by the director, the actors, and many reviews. So I finally watched it last night and must say with all honesty that there is nothing redeeming about it. It is simply a terrible head scratchingly bad movie. If you like it fine but let's not make it out to be anything more than it is. It should be accepted that is really is a bad movie and just move on. It didn't work. Whatever they were trying to achieve with the method they were using failed. That's fine. Roger Rabbit didn't work either and that was Steven Spielberg. If you can fine something redeeming for you then more power to you but for me, it was a complete waste of time. And lets be clear about one thing, if the women were not running around through most of the movie with bare breasts as opposed to wearing something, no one would watch this movie.

It's been a few years since I've seen Showgirls so decided to back and give it another try. Yup, it is horrible. Just a terrible movie. Some of it is just to corny and the rest just bad. If you could have a fun drinking game, you could have a shot every time Nomi gets angry, like yelling, tossing her fries, or storming out - you would be drunk in the first five minutes of the film. The characters are just over the top and not one likable person in the entire cast. I don't know what Elizabeth Berkley was thinking to go full nude like that in her first movie, but it sure sunk her career. Gena Gershon, well, just an irritating character, which I guess does say something good about her. But this whole calling everyone 'darlin' every two seconds was irritating. The rest of the girls in the cast, well lets just say pretty much all of them were probably promised a big starring role by the producers if they just got naked for this one film. hahaha,,, live and learn girls. A terrible movie.

The fact that Showgirls is back in theaters speaks volumes about reevaluation, and as far as prep talks go it says a lot about media hype and the burning of idols, too. That movie would be a cautionary tale if anything of the sort still existed; as such, it nevertheless takes part in a conversation about Short Attention Span Disorder that no one is able to follow, and that's the irony of it.Irony is not exactly foreign to Paul Verhoeven, as demonstrated by Robocop, Starship Troopers (is it the best bad movie ever, or is it the worst good movie, the jury will ever be out) or even Basic Instinct. The man is one of the few European directors to have left his mark on Hollywood at the end of the 20th century, directing big budgets blockbusters which were hot topics at the time, mainly for their violence but also for their sexuality (remember that particular piece of the True Crotch?) But, but, violence is good, violence is fun, and sex is not. Sex is evil, well, women sex is. The female sex in general. Hoes and witches, all of'em, ya know.By switching focus from violence to sex, Verhoeven spoke the unspeakable and committed a cardinal sin. Backlash was swift, the same ones who enjoyed Total Recall (Violence + Comedy) and Basic Instinct (Violence + Sex) rejecting with puritan horror Showgirls (Sex + Comedy). What the hell was he thinking, desecrating Las Vegas, the Wedding Meccah? Focussing on strip clubs and tacky shows, when there is so much to gamble about, what Ocean's Eleven, a perfectly apt American movie made by a less controversial European director, made six years later?But what about the movie itself, you think? Well, think of it as an adult version of Snow White and forget about the Seven Dwarfs. If you can't, you have a fetish and you are very much welcome, but you have a problem with the film. So: Snow White, the Evil Queen, and Prince Charming. Las Vegas is the mirror on the wall, the bad guy who says to the Queen (Gina Gershon, one of the most carnivorous actresses who ever were) that there is a fairer of them all. Snow White (Elisabeth Berkeley, not a great thespian by any mean but the quintessence of bimbo, and as such an inspired casting) does what Zach Snyder's limp Sucker Punch was unable to show: she dances like hell, thank you very much, and when she does it is impossible not to watch (the impossibility of the male gaze not to stare at beauty being our fetish of the week).Showgirls is a great movie, but it's the Versace in a row of Prada. It's tacky, expensive and camp, yet smart as a whip and, at the end of the day, surprisingly human for all the caricature involved. Its backstage scenes are as superiorly filmed as its show scenes are flatly vulgar, all organised confusion and petty revenge when no natural empathy is involved. And a lot of empathy there is at work here. For all its bare breasts, implied sex and titillation, Showgirls is at its core a feminine movie, its men helpless or unable to touch (Kyle McLachlan, miscast but not as Prince Charming). It's Grrrl power two years before Spice World. It's a shame to the Razzie Awards, which Verhoeven was the first director to attend to collect his. Irony, see, is a tightrope, but if you get to the other side the same ones who derided you will clap, given time. And balance.Also, writer Joe Eszterhaz was at its best with this one. "They wanna f*** Hope. This is a classy joint". This is screwball for the millennium. A perfect companion to Wall Street (1987), except that one got an Oscar even though it is much inferior, Showgirls is like its "Goddess" heroin, ambitious as hell and how f*** does it know the moves to get there (this one pool sex scene with Prince Charming a cyborg terror one). But when a drag queen becomes the closest she has to a mother, Nomi is genuinely happy to see her again. "Full of s***", sings the fat lady. Irony, yes?

I don't mind a movie tackling stripping, stripping is a pretty big deal in the U.S., it shouldn't be labeled as not worthy of adaptation. BUT, Showgirls is the most empty, cheesy, shallow and cliché movie I ever got to witness. And that statement has a strong meaning.The dialogue is awful, the acting is unbearable, the actors end up forcing you to hate them, their facial expressions infuriated me because these actors have absolutely no respect for seriousness, that is required in a big budget movie. Then, the sex, where is it ? I didn't see any. All there is, a is a clip of a sex scene in a pool where the girl's back hits the water which has to be the most laughable sex scene of all time. No, if you're thinking you're getting a highly-exciting nude content, you'll be disappointed. These actors don't even try to make an effort.