Rent, The Movie

Rent was the teenage-girl favorite until Wicked came along. And so goes the world of popular Broadway musicals. I watched Rent, the movie, a few nights ago and was taken aback by how little emotion or substance it had in it. Sure, it is supposed to be the epitome of artistic “street life,” but I simply could not see how it come close to what artistic street life really is. Maybe I only notice now that I am no longer in San Francisco, a hot-bed for art, performance or otherwise. The film version of the musical felt devoid of any emotion no matter how much crying, shouting, and protesting is choreographed into it. There is something missing in the fact that the story is not told live. It feels very distant in film form.

Next up on the musicals turned movies: Phantom of the Opera.