Nine had potential. Poor Kate Hudson was gorgeous but had no purpose. Honestly i think rob marshall and the actors did well with what they were given, which was not much. Marion Cotillard carried that movie. She was the only character i really cared about and she had some powerful shit. All the actors were underused or used poorly. One of the (inarguably) the most talented actors in history and eight of the most talented female actresses today were wasted in that movie on forgetful music, a trifling story line, and (largely) in-engaging dialogue. The movie was not saved by the few moments that actually contained some heart. I honestly did not care about the Guido’s fucking sex life. I would have been more interested in his creative process. It should have been a new Amadeus, but it became a stupid melo-damatic swan song over one of the most influential filmmakers of all time. I mean seriously…. they take someone as fascinating as Fellini and reduce him (and subsequently his life story) to nothing but sex- not even the drugs and rock and roll! IN CONCLUSION, Nine attempted to achieve the same gravitas as All That Jazz, but failed miserably in the process, for sex will never, ever hold very much weight or importance. With that said, the *single* dance number was marvelous, the cinematography was of course breathtaking, and the acting, or what we were allowed to see of it was incredible.
Posted on Friday, 8 January 2010