make her Broadway debut as foxy Roxie Hart in the musical “Chicago.” The cast change came out of nowhere. And nobody knew if she could sing or dance.
But, like “The Last Showgirl,” the pairing just made sense. Murderess Roxie becomes a tabloid sensation who, while in jail, sees more flashbulbs than sunrises.
Pamela hasn’t killed anybody, I assume, but she knows more than anyone who’s ever taken on that role what it’s like to be ruthlessly hounded by the press.
On her first night on 49th Street, I was blown away — as was the roaring audience.“There is something to be said about the electricity that comes from pure affection for an actress — especially if she is able to generously return it,” I wrote. “And, boy, does she ever.”Now Anderson’s gone from Broadway to the Toronto Film Festival, where “Barb Wire” and “Raw Justice” certainly would not have made the cut back in the 1990s.With the much classier “Last Showgirl,” Coppola and screenwriter Kate Gersten explore the Vegas that “Oceans 11” and “The Hangover” dare not wander — the hotel workers, their modest and marble-free homes, their dreams and desires.
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