Striptease [Blu-Ray] Andrew Bergman

Striptease [Blu-Ray] Andrew Bergman
Realistically, the only reason to watch Striptease, the clumsy adaptation of the comic Carl Hiaasen novel, is to see Demi Moore shake around her big, fake breasts for two hours. It's something she does with aplomb, twirling around on stage, shaking her behind, grinding a pole and repeatedly proving that excess surgical enhancement makes breasts look weirdly alien, jutting out of her emaciated body all cockeyed and motionless. And she doesn't just shake them around on stage, where her hard-done-by stripper mom character, Erin Grant, makes money by flashing her goodies to disgusting old men; she shakes them at home in front of the mirror while drying her hair. Presumably, this is because she finds some artistic merit in her dance routines and movements, overlooking that she has to open her butt cheeks while doing it professionally. But this pride contradicts her central character plight of being a good role model for daughter Angela (Demi Moore's real life daughter, Rumer Willis). For the entire movie, she's struggling to win her daughter back from her deadbeat husband (Robert Patrick), which inevitably includes flashing getting naked for money (because, really, what else does a woman have to offer?), only to wind up being punished for doing just that. Her concern is always that her daughter might grow up and understand what she was doing (something that may or may not have been on the mind of Moore while filming), yet she routinely leaves her daughter with strippers and a sarcastic killer (Ving Rhames) while she runs off to strip for a dirty right-wing congressman (Burt Reynolds). Sure, the plot attempts to justify these decisions by putting her in the middle of a big police sting operation, but ostensibly her character is punished for titillating men with her body and then made to feel shameful of her sexuality in relationship to motherhood. As a woman, she should be a dainty and chaste mother without a vagina, or a cracked out whore meant to wind up dead in a trunk. There's no in between. But, hey, we get to see it all in HD on this Blu-Ray release, which includes no supplements. I wonder why? (Warner)