Exactly what this bizarre film is, or attempts to be, is hard to say. Amateurish and inept beyond description, it has the feel of not exactly a very bad high school play, but more like the first rehearsal for a very bad high school play. But then about half way through the unremittingly cartoonish awfulness of it all I got the sense of a hidden subtext much like when watching a sneakily religious or political movie. It was only when I saw the credits that I figured it out, I think. This was apparently made by a group of Canadian Burlesque aficionados. Who knew there was such a thing? Only the Burlesque dancing itself (G rated nippleless striptease) is given any serious attention at all. The girls are indeed beautiful and skilled, they each did their own remarkable choreography, and everything else on the screen just didn't matter to the filmmakers. And I guess doesn't matter, after all, to me. I wish they had made a frank and personal documentary about themselves instead of such a witless farce, I would be quite interested to know the talented real women dancers behind all this muddle, but hey kids, dance on, strip on and have fun. Just don't call it anything like a real movie.
Review of Burlesque Assassins
