Chicago Review

by Laura Clifford (laura AT reelingreviews DOT com)
December 26th, 2002

CHICAGO
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Roxie Hart (Renee Zellweger) dreams of becoming the star of a jazz revue and watches in awe as Velma Kelly (Catherine Zeta-Jones) performs the Kelly Sister act solo before being arrested for the murder of her husband and sister. Later that night, when cheating Roxie discovers her lover Fred (Dominic West, "Rock Star") lied about his show biz connections to get into her pants, she shoots him dead and tries to get her husband Amos (John C. Reilly,"Gangs of New York") to cover for her. But Roxie finds herself a bigger star than she'd ever imagined as an imprisoned murderess under the tutelage of hot shot lawyer Billy Flynn (Richard Gere, "Unfaithful") in the long awaited film version of the Bob Fosse Broadway musical "Chicago."

"Chicago" has lots of entertainment value but of the vaporous kind. The movie is structured like "Cabaret," with musical numbers commenting upon the action and establishing character motivations, but where that musical had sweeping scope and rich characterization, "Chicago's" numbers have but a simple story peopled with shallow, unsympathetic characters to comment upon.

As Velma's star wanes in the slammer, Roxie is soon working the press as a Midwestern innocent seduced by big city vice. She milks loyal Amos for the $5,000 which Flynn commands and taunts Velma for her reduced newspaper coverage. When Roxie's about to overreach her influence, she's brought back down to earth by the hanging of an innocent woman, then dismayed when vicious socialite Go-to-Hell Kitty (Lucy Lui) grabs both Billy and the press's attention. Manipulative Roxie works the gathered crowd by fainting and claiming impending motherhood, regaining both headlines and Amos's devotion.

The five top-billed stars all get their shot at a solo, but only Zeta-Jones need think of quitting her day job - in fact she's a revelation both as a singer and a Fosse dancer. No one embarrasses themselves though, with Gere in particular being more adept at this kind of thing than one would imagine. Zellweger handles herself well, but is not up to the 'nothing but blackness backdrop' she's given for one number. She doesn't work the subtle flourishes that Zeta-Jones tops her moves off with and, frankly, she's too thin to be a convincing chorine. She's also hampered with a number that's too reminiscent of "Diamonds Are a Girl's Best Friend" and the superior rendition given by Nicole Kidman last year in "Moulin Rouge." Zellweger shines more as the back-stabbing opportunist of the non-musical segments.

Queen Latifah, as lady-liking Matron Morton, puts a lot of madamely oomph into "Call Me Mama," and it is unfortunate that her character becomes less prominent in the film's second half. John C. Reilly, just coming off a run from a musical stage version of "Marty," is moving as the sad clown of "Mr. Cellophane." Gere has several numbers, capped by his literal tap-dancing out of a tough spot in court. In a group number, Flynn is shown to be a puppet master pulling the strings of journalist Mary Sunshine (Christine Baranski, TV's "Cybil") among others. Zeta-Jones introduces Roxie to murderer's row with "Cellblock Tango," but she shouldn't have to share the spotlight. Her closing number with Zellweger considerable aids the latter.

Taye Diggs' Band Leader should have been more prominent, an emcee in the tradition of Joel Grey's "Cabaret" character, but choreographer Rob Marshall, making his film debut, lets him get lost in the crowd. Colm Feore is a stock bad guy as Assistant D.A. Harrison. Chita Rivera has a cameo as a judge.
Harrison paces the film well, although isn't successful transitioning Broadway into Hollywood. Production design is lacking, the film often looking like nothing more than a filmed version of the stage play. Costume design is uneven, with Zellweger's silver sequins washing her out next to Zeta-Jones's rich blacks. Gere's metallic red striped dance suit falls on the cheesy side.
"Chicago" was never one of Fosse's top musicals, depending on its stars for its dazzle. The movie version is fun while it lasts, but it covers no new ground and the only real dazzler is Zeta-Jones.

B-

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