Not long ago I poisoned you with a lengthy tribute to Madonna’s 1986 fiasco Shanghai Surprise, and just yesterday I revisited five of Madonna’s more tolerable moments in film with a perky countdown. Time to strike my original pose and get back to rancor: Here’s a proper evisceration of Who’s That Girl, the 1987 comedy starring Griffin Dunne and W.E.’s auspicious director. Is it a riot? Yes. Is it grimly bad? Yes. Is it anything else? Scary, sometimes.
Who’s That Girl is a movie in which Madonna practically yelps, “Hey, Melanie Griffith? I can do what you did in Something Wild. I can do it louder, faster and kookier. And hotter! And with four times the eyebrows! And I’ll provide the soundtrack too! Nyah-nyah!” You so know Madonna wanted to be Melanie Griffith. Unfortunately, her “bubbliness” in Who’s That Girl comes off less like a natural affectation and more like a Judy Holliday impersonation of Fred Figglehorn. It’s a sustained blast of freakish glee, and it undermines what little story Who’s That Girl claims to have — namely, the misadventures of a wrongly convicted Betty Boop-type chick (Madonna), who leaves prison and enlists the help of an uptight tax attorney (Griffin Dunne) to nab the baddies who murdered her boyfriend Johnny. Meanwhile, the tax attorney’s engaged to a sneering lady named Wendy Worthington (Haviland Morris), and for screwball’s sake, he’s assigned to take care of a mountain lion too! Very Bringing Up Baby, which is no surprise considering this movie also wants to…
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