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Between David Caruso and Emily Proctor, I don't know if I've suffered through a show of such bad acting that didn't understand it was bad. William Shatner, for example, knows who he is and how he comes off and plays it up; Keanu Reeves similarly comes off as if he knows he's just a prop. Not these two. I don't mind the original show (my wife is an addict), but not this one. Caruso delivers his sickening moralizing, Proctor makes Lindsay Lohan seem emotive, and there's this MTV-style perp walk at the end of the show. I root for the perps. None of them are guilty of wooden acting. I also don't get how Caruso gets away with his bad acting while Proctor is lauded. If she is trying to make a character who is colder than Mr. Spock and with whom I cannot sympathize, she's succeeding.
I had not watched 90 minutes of MTV straight since at least my senior year of high school, 1991-1992. Well, "Chicago" made me see what I was missing, and why I turned off my television.
I had once read that adult movies were like musicals -- instead of characters bursting into song, they burst into sex. Modern blue movies have even less plot, and the snippets between sex scenes are called "fast-forwards." "Chicago" had a storyline like an adult movie's -- superfluous. There was something about a murder, but it was only to tie the elaborate musical acts together. Those weren't bad, though a little overblown. Not quite "Cabaret," but better than something like "Grease".
I had once read that adult movies were like musicals -- instead of characters bursting into song, they burst into sex. Modern blue movies have even less plot, and the snippets between sex scenes are called "fast-forwards." "Chicago" had a storyline like an adult movie's -- superfluous. There was something about a murder, but it was only to tie the elaborate musical acts together. Those weren't bad, though a little overblown. Not quite "Cabaret," but better than something like "Grease".