Friday, March 21, 2025

Xanadu (1980)

Xanadu may be the most 80s movie ever made. This is maximum 80s overload. This is a Gene Kelly-Olivia Newton-John roller-skating fantasy musical romance with goddesses. Goddesses on roller skates.

Although everything is explained eventually it does help if you know that this is a remake of a 1947 Rita Hayworth musical, Down to Earth. This is one of Hayworth’s least admired movies but I actually love it.

In the 1947 movie one of the muses, Terpsichore, takes the form of a human woman and comes to Earth, and puts on a Broadway musical. Terpsichore is the muse of dance. The muses were of course demi-goddesses and their role was to inspire the arts and sciences. It’s a crazy idea for a movie but Xanadu takes that craziness and ups it by about twelve notches.

Sonny Malone (Michael Beck) paints enlarged versions of album covers as promotions for record stores. There’s a cute blonde girl on one of the album covers. She looks just like a girl he just saw. A girl who appeared and then disappeared. The guy who took the original photo doesn’t know who she is - she was just suddenly there in the shot and then vanished.

Of course the reason she keeps appearing and disappearing is that although she calls herself Kira she is indeed Terpsichore, and demi-goddesses can do stuff like that. She’s been sent to Earth on a vital mission - to inspire the ultimate 80s nightclub.

Sonny and Kira make the acquaintance of Danny McGuire (Gene Kelly). He’s a construction tycoon but in the 40s he was a band leader, and had his own nightclub. He got his start with Glenn Miller. He gave up music after a disappointment in love. She was a lovely girl. She looked just like Kira. The audience of course knows that it really was Kira, or rather it was Terpsichore on a previous visit to Earth.

Danny admits that for 35 years he has daydreamed about opening another nightclub. Sonny persuades him to follow his dream. He knows the right place. It’s a derelict art deco wrestling auditorium. Danny has the money and the construction know-how to turn it into the ultimate nightclub. It will be called Xanadu. The name is Kira’s idea. It is of course quite possible that she was the one who inspired Coleridge to write his famous 1797 poem.

Two years earlier Olivia Newton-John had starred in the smash hit Grease. These two movies are very different but they do have one thing in common - a sense of total temporal dislocation. Grease is about teenagers in the 50s, or maybe in the 70s. Or even at times the 40s. Nothing fits into a coherent time period, and that’s why Grease works. It exists in its own fantasy teenage universe. There’s quite a bit of that in Xanadu. It’s the 80s meets the 40s, but with a goddess from a couple of millennia ago thrown in. Nothing fits. That’s what’s so great about it.

I have no idea if the people making this movie were getting into the Bolivian marching powder but this was Hollywood in 1980 and people in Hollywood in 1980 were certainly doing a lot of coke. And Xanadu does have an 80s cocaine-fuelled vibe. When you watch Xanadu the first word that will pop into your head is cocaine.

The casting of Olivia Newton-John works. Her Australian accent helps - it makes her seem out of place in California and of course she is out of place in California. She also has that ability to be adorable and wholesome without being cloying.

Michael Beck makes a forgettable male lead.

Gene Kelly does not make a mere cameo appearance. He’s one of the stars. This is a leading role. He’s out of place here, but he’s supposed to be. He’s a guy who still lives in the 1940s. It works. He’s excellent.

And Gene Kelly and Olivia Newton-John get to do a romantic dance number together. Miss Newton-John also gets to sport a very nice 40s hairdo.

Visually Xanadu is brash, garish, vulgar and overblown. This is 80s style taken to extremes, but with added art deco elements. And Danny lives in a mansion that once belonged to a silent film star and the mansion belongs to the Edwardian era. This is bad taste elevated into an art form.

Every single thing about Xanadu is just so wrong, but it’s so wrong in ways that make it just so bizarrely fascinating. Don’t try to make sense of it. Just go with it. She’s a goddess, and goddesses enjoy roller-skating as much as other girls do.

The dance sequences seem to have been shot by people who had never shot dance sequences before. The one dance sequence that works is the romantic dance sequence with Gene Kelly and Olivia Newton-John and I suspect it works because Gene Kelly took control and made sure it worked.

Xanadu was of course a flop. Xanadu is not a trainwreck. It’s beyond that. This is the cinematic equivalent of an earthquake that levels an entire city. It’s so bizarre that you can’t help feeling a sense of wonder that someone gave this movie the green light.

They don’t make movies like Xanadu any more. It’s one of those movies you really won’t believe until you see it. And yet it is weirdly enjoyable. Yes, I actually did enjoy Xanadu and I’m going to highly  recommend it.

I’ve reviewed the original 1947 movie Down to Earth and if you love Xanadu it’s worth checking out (plus you can’t lose with Rita Hayworth as a goddess).

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