Mrs. Henderson Presents (2005) from Tuna and Johnny Web (Uncle Scoopy; Greg Wroblewski) |
Tuna's notes Mrs. Henderson Presents (2005) is a show business musical based on the actual Windmill Theater in Soho, the management of which convinced the Lord Chamberlain to permit female nudity on stage in the 1930s and 40s. Their argument was that as long as the women didn't move, the women on stage were no different from a Botticelli in the National Gallery, and were protected by the same laws and precedents. The theater's status was inflated by the fact that its performances ran continuously from noon until midnight, and grew to near-legendary proportions when it refused to shut down during the blitz in WW II. As it was below ground, management argued that it was both safe and inspirational, and thus continued the non-stop performances. The film chronicles the history of the theater through the Blitz, and much of the film shows actual production numbers, and includes the tableau nudity. The spirit of the film derives from the relationship between its headstrong owner, the aristocratic widow who bought the theater on a whim after her husband died, and its equally headstrong manager, Vivian Van Damm. Mrs. Henderson was filthy rich, and not overly blessed with awareness or tact, but was redeemed by her sense of mischief and her willingness to take outrageous risks. Van Damm, for his part, was a theatrical professional and a solid businessman, but perhaps a little too stuffy. The film moves effortlessly from humorous to poignant, and had me spellbound. The two main roles were performed by two giants, Judy Dench and Bob Hoskins, and they owned the parts. This is in the top ten movies that I have seen from 2005. |
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Scoop's notes The thing I like best about Mrs. Henderson Presents is that it is not just a movie about the late thirties and early forties, but it is a movie from that period, albeit one enhanced by modern film techniques and (of course) nudity. Imagine Casablanca with tons of naked chicks, and there you have it. I don't know whether the script is a perfect recreation of that era, but it is certainly a perfect recreation of the films of that era. Oh, yeah, there's the whole sly fast-talkin' Warner Brothers Musical aspect to it, but more important than that is the fact that it contains the single basic ingredient which made the best wartime movies so stirring - the ability to move effortlessly from deep cynicism and light-hearted bickering to shameless sentimentality and patriotism. The whole idea behind Casablanca was that the Rick's cynicism and offhandedness gave us permission to cry at his selfless actions, something we would have been embarrassed to do in a Disney-style film in which the sentimentality would be pervasive and cloying from the opening bell. Mrs. Henderson uses a lot of the same sorts of techniques. If you close your eyes, you can easily imagine Claude Rains in the Christopher Guest role, a young Lauren Bacall in the Kelly Reilly part, Bogie replacing Bob Hoskins, and Kate Hepburn replacing Dame Dench. Dench and Hoskins bicker constantly and wittily, Reilly snaps off the sarcastic remarks like a sassy 40's dame, and Guest is the eternally befuddled but ultimately fair-minded public official who is occasionally allowed to think he is in control. I agree with Tuna that this is one of the most pleasant entertainments of the year 2005. Since our primary "job" is to catalogue screen nudity, we have to go where the naked action is - by-the-numbers thrillers, foreign comedies, no-budget splatter films, and overripe arthouse melodramas. After suffering through all that crap, it just warms out hearts to see all this beautiful nudity in a movie with both a brain and a heart and two of the great character actors of all time in the leads. I really enjoyed it. Of course, you have to account for my bias. I love the movies and the music of the 30s and 40s, so your mileage may vary if you don't share my enthusiasm for that period, but it gets my whole-hearted recommendation if you like that sort of thing! |
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