It’s a shame that ‘Fame’ is so lame
Remake makes you long for the complex characters of ‘High School Musical’
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It’s called “Bandslam,” and based on its quick death at the box office, odds are you didn’t see it.
And as if to punish audiences for neglecting that terrific little comedy-with-music, along comes a tedious remake of “Fame” which, like Times Square, is rather scrubbed-up and lacking in character in comparison with its 1980 counterpart. We follow one bright-eyed class over four years at the New York City High School of Performing Arts, from auditions to graduation, but thanks to the blitheringly awful script — credited screenwriter Allison Burnett disavows it, and he willingly put his name on “Feast of Love” and “Untraceable” — we barely get to know any of the young lead characters.
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“Fame” bounces back and forth between these kids with such ADD-affected editing that we get only the shallowest of insight into any of them. (Sample scene — Angry Mom: “Who told you, you were so damn special?” Son Who Wants to Be an Actor: “You did!”) We get two rich-girl/poor-boy romantic couplings, as well as the cutesy chaste romance between the dentally endowed Jenny and Marco, but they seem completely arbitrary; never do we get much sense of what any of the boys see in any of the girls, or vice versa.
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The casting department shrewdly threw in some familiar TV folks who’ve earned their Broadway bones — Charles S. Dutton, Kelsey Grammer, Megan Mullally, Bebe Neuwirth and the returning Debbie Allen — to bolster the ensemble, but they’re given far too little to do here.
As for the musical moments, the audition sequence is skillfully edited, and the new spin on the original’s cafeteria number stands out, as does Naughton tearing up “Out Here on My Own.” But first-time director Kevin Tancharoen goes for long stretches without any singing or dancing, leaving us to scene after deadly scene featuring the movie’s barely-sketched-in characters.
People will see this new “Fame” and cry, all right, but not in the way its makers intended.
Follow msnbc.com Movie Critic Alonso Duralde at http://www.twitter.com/MSNBCalonso.
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