Hairspray
a review by Tom Condon, OP
I remember loving the original John Waters Hairspray film. While
it appealed to mainstream audiences with its nostalgic music and
humor, it also had the edge of an independent film. The fact that
one of the main characters, Edna Turnblad, was played by the transvestite
Divine, was a bit of a shock to mainstream audiences. Today,
five years after the smash hit Broadway musical, no one bats an eye
at John Travolta (definitely not a transvestite) as Edna. After
all, Edna has always been played by a man! It’s just
part of the story. But Travolta? Surely you must be kidding! I
expected this version of Hairspray to be a disaster. Then
I read the great reviews and decided to see for myself.
The good news is that the new Hairspray succeeds on its
own. It’s actually better than the stage musical. And,
wisely, it doesn’t try to simply recreate the 1988 movie. The
current Hairspray is certainly a more mainstream entertainment
than the original version, but that’s not a bad thing. Audiences
are a lot harder to shock these days! What this film becomes
is a tribute to a Hollywood musical which hasn’t been seen
in decades, like those Chubby Checker musicals of 50 years ago in
which all the high school kids get out there and twist and shout
their troubles away. Hairspray uses choreography better
than any musical since West Side Story. It
has a unique rhythm to it in which the action flows seamlessly from
one number to the next, without stopping to catch its breath. It’s
the antithesis of musicals in which everything stops for the “big
number,” after which the characters stand around and talk again. It
takes a while for this rhythm to get started, but once it does, the
film is on a roll.
The plot of Hairspray centers on Tracy Turnblad (newcomer
Nikki Blonsky), an overweight Baltimore teenager in the early 1960’s,
who lives for a local afternoon TV dance show, “The Corny Collins
Show.” Despite the odds, Tracy becomes a regular dancer
on the show, and in no time is a local celebrity. Tracy’s
equally large mother, Edna, is at first horrified, knowing how cruel
people can be to those who are different. Tracy’s nerdy
father Wilbur (the great Christopher Walken), who manages a novelty
store, supports Tracy, and begins to cash in on her fame, selling
her likeness in the store.
Meanwhile, Tracy always seems to be landing in detention with the
African-American students (there’s social commentary for you). She
befriends them, learns their music and dance numbers, and eventually
takes it upon herself to integrate “The Corny Collins Show.” Naturally,
she runs into opposition from uptight station manager Velma Von Tussle
(Michelle Pfeiffer, as thin as Edna is large). Through her
friendship and love of music, Tracy herself becomes an agent of social
change. After Tracy and friends integrate “Corny Collins,” Baltimore
is changed forever. As the final musical number proclaims, “You
Can’t Stop the Beat.”
As I mentioned, it took me a while to warm up to Hairspray. But,
when Tracy, Edna and a host of others take to the streets in the
great dance number, “Welcome to the 60’s,” I was
hooked. Another musical highlight is the charming “(You’re)
Timeless to Me,” in which Edna and Wilbur, as unlikely a romantic
couple as you can imagine, sing and dance amidst the clotheslines
in the backyard.
The more I reflect on Hairpsray, the more I understand
it as a modern day parable of the reign of God. Those who have
been excluded because of size, looks, and race, are now welcome at
the banquet. In the new “Corny Collins Show,” everyone
is welcome to join in the celebration. The only ones now on
the outside are those, like Velma and her daughter Amber, who refuse
to join in. No longer in control, no longer the insiders, they
stand alone in their misery while everyone else dances to the beat. It
may not be Flannery O’Connor, but, it’s great stuff nonetheless.
Director Adam Shankman, whose previous films include the undistinguished “The
Pacifier” and “Cheaper by the Dozen 2,” deserves
a great deal of credit. Hairspray is a very
entertaining film that stands on its own as a testament to a time
in which people actually thought that music, dance, and spirit could
change the world for the better. They were right.
Tom Condon, OP |