Elvis

There is nothing like Elvis Presley and there never will be. He’s the greatest show on earth times a million. And there is only man on the planet that could extend that sentiment to the screen… Baz Luhrmann. We are witnessing the greatest show on Earth, on the silver screen. The editing is Baz at his most unleashed and polished simultaneously. Simply sublime watching him unleash his most personal assault on the senses.  As a very dear fan of Luhrmann’s mystique and charm, this is where it climaxes in a way that only a master and visionary could achieve. From the genesis of the Hayride to the finality of Unchained Melody, we are treated to everything the King of Rock had to offer. Although, the greatest trick this movie dares to play is that Elvis is the secondary treat. We are afforded the opportunity to see Elvis as the commodity being sold by Colonel Tom Parker. An almost untold story until now.  Both Hanks and Butler do phenomenal jobs of representing their respective roles, and I hope they are both afforded nominations by the Academy in due accordance. These are impossible roles to nail and neither offers even a single moment of suspension of disbelief.  Truly one of the most magnificent creations in an era that fails to tantalize even the most salivating of audiences. This is the final gasp of cinema, desperately and emphatically screaming beyond the theatre to say “I’M NOT DEAD QUITE YET!” I can hear it. Can you?