[Moulin Rouge! 2001]
Film: as per usual with Luhrmann, watching this film feels like recovering from concussion while riding a rollercoaster... Honestly, I didn’t actually like the film as a whole. But break it down into parts: the costumes (Satine), the musical score (Lady Marmalade), the dancing (El Tango de Roxanne), the set (the Elephant boudoir), the desperate love story of heartbreak interwoven into the fabric of the celluloid; and it becomes a showcase extraordinaire.
Did you know that the Elephant boudoir isn’t actually that far from the truth? Check out the last black and white photo, to the left of the windmill.
There was once a garden at the back of The Windmill theatre in Montmartre. “The garden and it’s al fresco café was known as the Jardin de Paris Elephant, after the founders Charles Zidler and Joseph Oller purchased a giant stucco elephant they had seen exhibited at the Paris Universal Exhibition of 1889. At the Moulin Rouge, the elephant served as a luxurious opium den where for a single franc, gentlemen could enter by way of a spiral staircase inside the leg and be entertained by belly dancers (inside the belly of the beast).” - Messy Nessy Chic.