Stars: Taylor Nichols, Chris Eigeman, Tushka Bergen, Mira Sorvino, Pep MunnÃ©
Genre: Comedy, Drama, Romance
Rating: PG-13 (Parental Guidance Suggested)
Runtime: 101 minutes
Live in Barcelona captures the hectic energy of Elton John's 1992 world tour but drops several of the highlights, including a rare live performance of his classic album cut "All the Girls Love Alice." Still, at two hours, there's enough to sate both hard-core and casual fans, especially since much of the best material remains: the emotional opening, "Don't Let the Sun Go Down on Me"; poignant versions of "The One" and "The Last Song"; and the showstopping cover of Queen's final anthem, "The Show Must Go On" (Queen's vocalist Freddie Mercury had died only a few months before the tour began). Visually, this was also an historic show: Gianni Versace designed the stage set and Elton's costumes. While not obvious to the viewer, Versace's contribution gets some play in the accompanying 50-minute documentary about John's The One album, videos, and subsequent tour; it includes interviews with Elton, lyricist Bernie Taupin, guitarist Davey Johnstone, and Versace himself, along with rare rehearsal footage. --Kevin Filipski
"Yankee" and "gringo" are obviously pejorative, but it's the standard dictionary term that's the most insulting of all. "Estadunidense." Dense. D-E-N-S-E. It's the same spelling. Dense: thick, stupid. Every time you hear it. Estadunidense-dense-dense. It's like a direct slap in the face. It's incredible.
Ramon is very persuasive, and he painted a terrible picture of what it would be like for her to live the rest of her life in America, with all of its crime, consumerism, and vulgarity. All those loud, badly dressed, fat people watching their eighty channels of television and visiting shopping malls. The plastic throw-everything-away society with its notorious violence and racism. And finally, the total lack of culture.
Maybe you can clarify something for me. Since I've been, you know, waiting for the fleet to show up, I've read a lot, and...
And one of the things that keeps popping up is this about "subtext." Plays, novels, songs - they all have a "subtext," which I take to mean a hidden message or import of some kind. So subtext we know. But what do you call the message or meaning that's right there on the surface, completely open and obvious? They never talk about that. What do you call what's above the subtext?
OK, that's right, but they never talk about that.
You think wedding vows are going to change everything? God, your naivete is astounding! Didn't you see "The Graduate"?
You can remember "The Graduate"?
Yeah, I can remember a few things. Apparently you don't. The end? Katharine Ross has just married this really cool guy - tall, blond, incredibly popular, the make-out king of his fraternity in Berkeley - when this obnoxious Dustin Hoffman character shows up at the back of the church, acting like a total asshole. "Elaine! Elaine!" Does Katharine Ross tell Dustin Hoffman, "Get lost, creep. I'm a married woman"? No. She runs off with him - on a bus. That is the reality.
You see, that's one of the great things about getting involved with someone from another country. You can't take it personally. What's really terrific is that when we act in ways which might objectively seem asshole-ish or, or, incredibly annoying, they don't get upset at all. They don't take it personally. They just assume it's some national characteristic.