Let me start this with the disclaimer that 1) it was REALLY late, 2) I was, unfortunately, still awake, and 3) I was too lazy to change the channel. Having now said this, I had the misfortune of watching the 1980 "musical"
Can't Stop the Music. What the hell was I thinking? Hands down, without a doubt, this was an absolute indictment of the disco era and all its trappings. What passes for a script was God awful, the music....well, nothing I can possibly say can damn it more than it was Disco, and finally, the central story concept revolves around The Village People. Yes, those Village People. Essentially, this is the story of a songwriter's attempts to get his stuff recorded, and his friend gets a bunch of guys together to do the singing, and VOILA, the origin of the Village People is now a matter of public record. I cannot convey the shame I now feel having seen this, seriously, it was like watching a sequinsed train wreck, in slow motion, while drunk, while experiencing an LSD flashback.
Other than the Village People,
Can't Stop the Music starred a completely over-enthused and obviously trying-too-hard-with-little-to-no-talent Steve Guttenberg. How this guy ever managed an acting career is a testament to making deals with the Devil. Valerie Perrine is the token sex kitten, and quite possibly the only reason to look at this movie. Rounding out this troupe of the damned is Bruce Jenner; Olympic decathalon winner who thinks he can act, Bruce Jenner.
I will never be able to listen to YMCA ever again without thinking of what I saw in this movie; and that's not a good thing (not that the song was good to start out with). I guess if you're a HUGE fan of the Village People, men, or bad eighties disco movies you might want to see this, but for the love of all that is right in this world, don't. Someone in Hollywood tried really hard to polish a turd here, but failed. .5/10.
See you tomorrow, and GO WATCH A MOVIE!!
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