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- <title>
- Oct. 25, 1993: Madonna Goes To Camp
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- <history>
- TIME--The Weekly Newsmagazine--1993
- Oct. 25, 1993 All The Rage:Angry Young Rockers
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- <article>
- <source>Time Magazine</source>
- <hdr>
- SHOW BUSINESS, Page 73
- Madonna Goes To Camp
- </hdr>
- <body>
- <p>She had shocked, then almost lost her audiences. Now the Queen
- of Burlesque just wants to be a clown.
- </p>
- <p>By RICHARD CORLISS
- </p>
- <p> There she stood, a vision of tawdriness: blond hair, black
- skirt, red bra over taut white flesh. She was that odd-lot remnant
- of the '80s, a Madonna wannabe. But most of the other fans at
- the Toronto SkyDome last week for the North American opening
- of the singer's Girlie Show tour were dressed in civvies. For
- them, the star was only something to stare at. She is not a
- role model, not after a decade in the spotlight. These days,
- does anyone wanna be Madonna?
- </p>
- <p> Does anyone even wanna see Madonna? Not on the movie screen.
- Body of Evidence, in which she played a woman accused of killing
- her lover with sex, earned just $14 million at the U.S. box
- office, less than her 1991 documentary Truth or Dare. Sales
- of Madonna albums have also had diminishing returns; the latest,
- Erotica, has sold about 2 million in the U.S., down from Like
- a Virgin's 7 million. Sex, her notorious $50 diary and sado-catechism,
- enjoyed a frenetic first-day sale in bookstores but quickly
- reached climax, then rolled over like a sated lover and went
- to sleep.
- </p>
- <p> It's true that her current caravan, traversing four continents
- and 20 cities (including New York last week, Philadelphia and
- Detroit this), is a smash. Biggest thing since the Who tour,
- you hear; biggest thing since the Rolling Stones. Alas, these
- fossils of Jurassic Rock are the merest nostalgia items; a fan
- wants to see them before they break up or crack up. Madonna
- sets herself the sterner challenge of being forever new, pertinent,
- shocking. But it's tough to stay on top by spanking somebody's
- bottom. In her recent work, Madonna has pursued dominatrix fantasies
- until she may be the only one getting off on them. She is in
- danger of going the blond widow in Body of Evidence one desperate
- step further, and loving herself to death.
- </p>
- <p> She can also play the vulnerable diva. When two teddy bears
- from admirers landed at her feet in Toronto, she begged, "Just
- throw soft things at me, please." But Madonna is no Garland
- or Monroe, a prisoner to her neuroses. This is a woman in complete
- control of her career, canny about her image and ever protective
- of her shelf life. She made millions from going too far; it's
- just that for a while she went too too far. Now it is time for
- her to step back and appraise--what else?--herself.
- </p>
- <p> The result is Girlie Show, an essay in retro show biz. As another
- star with some mileage on her said in Sunset Blvd., "Not a comeback,
- a return." The show is a return to the womb of popular culture:
- a calculated peek at American innocence. The proscenium stage
- is fronted with red drapery suitable for a Louisiana bordello;
- the title promises and delivers burlesque. But burlesque in
- the older sense of parody, travesty, impudent fun. There is
- humid sexuality at the start of the two-hour extravaganza (topless
- acrobat on a phallic pole, Madonna easing a whip past her crotch,
- dancers gyrating in auto-massage), but it soon gives way to
- simpler, sunnier images.
- </p>
- <p> For Rain, Madonna dons demure black; the look says, "Listen
- to the sad ballad, the sweet harmonies." For Express Yourself,
- she's dolled up in royal blue bell-bottoms and a frizz wig,
- to pay homage to the gaudy innocence of the Cyndi Lauper era.
- The Wayback Machine keeps spinning until we are in Weimar Berlin,
- with Madonna in Dietrich drag warbling Teutonic twaddle: "Like
- a wer-gin, touched for the werry vurst time." She is Carmen
- Miranda (Going Bananas), Gene Kelly (La Isla Bonita), the Brigitte
- Helm robot goddess from the silent film Metropolis. She saves
- her best anachronistic joke for last: the steamy Justify My
- Love is performed in stately cadence and Edwardian morning coats.
- It might be the Ascot Gavotte from My Fair Lady.
- </p>
- <p> Nostalgia, as wispy as the scent of marijuana that permeated
- the SkyDome, is itself decadent. By highlighting the past, Madonna
- is saying the present has little to offer. In doing so, she
- is also forging a bond with her loyal gay audience. It is an
- axiom of pop culture that no uncloseted gay man can be a star
- but that women can be stars by appropriating gay motifs. Bette
- Midler steals gays' jokes; Madonna steals their style. It's
- not just in the Nazified naughtiness of her night-at-the-Anvil
- routines, or the treatment of boys as toys (the Queen steps
- on their supine writhing bodies). It's in the dressing up as
- iconic actresses, the power plays and the nurturing of her brood.
- In a Pieta pose the star strikes with one dancer, she looks
- like a Mother Teresa to the emotionally homeless.
- </p>
- <p> The fascinating thing about Madonna is that she is all-real
- and all-fake--in other words, pure show biz. Girlie Show--at once a movie retrospective, a Ziegfeld revue, a living video
- and an R-rated takeoff on Cirque du Soleil--opens with Smokey
- Robinson's Tears of a Clown and closes with Cole Porter's Be
- a Clown. Pierrot is your silent host; the calliope music announces
- that this is a three-ring circus of clowning around. And Madonna,
- once the Harlow harlot and now a perky harlequin, is the greatest
- show-off on earth.
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