I like nudity. I like musicals. So what, I figured, could be better than a combination of the two, assuming Nathan Lane wasn't involved? You can imagine my dismay in discovering that not only does the movie Moulin Rouge contain absolutely no nudity but the characters sing unmusical rock songs like Up Where You Belong and Smells Like Teen Spirit. I hadn't felt this disappointed since learning that Chitty Chitty Bang Bang is a children's movie.
So while on assignment in Paris--or, as they say here, l'exploitation de la compagnie--I checked out the real Moulin Rouge. The two-hour show was dripping...