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No. 99 -
Purple Rain (1984)
Purple Films;
Warner Bros.
The man. The
music. The movie.
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Purple Rain
(1984), DML Rating:
★★★★★★★★★★
- perfect
Director: Albert Magnoli; Screenplay: Magnoli and
William Blinn;
Rated R for language, sexual situations,
nudity
Starring:
Prince (The Kid), Apollonia Kotero (Apollonia), Morris Day
(Morris), Olga Karlatos (Mother), Clarence
Williams III (Francis L.), Jerome Benton (Jerome), Billy Sparks
(Billy), Jill Jones, Wendy Melvion, Lisa Coleman, The Revolution, The Time, Appolonia 6
Plot Summary:
A talented but troubled musician, known as The Kid, struggles
with a difficult home life and intense rivalries with other
performers in the Minneapolis club scene. He attempts to forge a
career with his band, The Revolution, while navigating a complex
romance with an aspiring singer named Apollonia. The story
explores The Kid's artistic journey as he confronts his personal demons,
deals with a rival band, and learns to collaborate with his own band
members.
Defining Moment:
computer blue and darling nikki
The kid and Appolonia's love
affair is being strained by her own musical ambitions that just to
happen to involve Morris Day, the kid's rival. The Revolution's nightly
set begins and they begin the song "Computer Blue", a funky
sexually-charged ode love and technology in the 80's. The band's
choreography and rhythm is unmatched, as Prince prances around in
shirtless with a black lace veil hiding his eyes. It gets so racy folks
watching start to squirm, especially the club's manager. Then Appolonia
walks in with Morris. The band breaks into "Darling Nikki", another
heart-rendering song about a very nasty little girl. Yeah, this took the
film into new, more daring territory. And I loved it.
Something subtle you might have missed: magic number 6
Appolonia, who portrays Prince's
love interest, is paired with two back-up singers, played by Brenda
Bennett and Susan Moonsie, to form the group Appolonia 6. In real
life, they would cut one album, featuring the song "Sex Shooter" from
the film, before disbanding. Both Bennett and Moonsie were Prince
protégée singers in a previous group featuring the singer, and Prince's
girlfriend, Vanity (aka Denise K. Matthews). Yes, you guessed it, their
three person group name was Vanity 6. They only made one album,
and she exited the band when they called it quits.
Memorable Quotes:
"I can make you happy.
If you just believed in me." -
Francis L.
"Well, for starters,
you have to purify yourself in the waters of Lake Minnetonka." -
The Kid to Apollonia when she asks for
career help
"Tell me I'm wrong! You're not blind! Look
around you. No one's diggin' you. Oh, buddy, what a fuckin'
waste. But, like father, like son... Let me give you some good
advice, junior: your music makes sense to no one... but
yourself." - Billy, the club manager
Dad's Review:
How is it possible for
young man, raised in Texas and reared on a massive cattle ranch,
to connect and be influenced by a black pop artist from
Minneapolis? What could ever have occurred?
Well, since you asked, I will
tell you...
Musically I have always been a rebel. When my
country classmates were two-stepping to Waylon and Willie, I was rocking
to Kiss and Aerosmith. When MTV hit the scene, I gravitated away from
rock and towards New Wave bands like Devo and The Cars.
However, my real awakening was
my four years in college (1981 to 1985). It was my first real exposure
to people of different demographics and races. One of my best college
buddies loved R&B music and exposed me to The Commodores, Cameo, The
Sugar Hill Gang, and his favorite, Michael Jackson.
Also awakening within me was my sexuality. Sure,
every male of my age was a horny mess. Anything on that topic was so
awkward. Let's face it, the adult men I grew up with rarely talked about
sex, and they were not people I would ever deem as "sexy". In fact, if a
male acted "sexy", they were often chided as "gay" or "sissy".
In
1984, two monumental albums hit stores: Michael Jackson's
Thriller and Prince's
Purple Rain. Both
would leave their mark on history, however, they were tonally very
different. Jackson's record was pop solid gold, featuring catchy funk
tunes, that would spawn a slew of well-crafted music videos. Prince's
effort was the soundtrack to his semi-autobiographical film of the same
name. Jackson's LP was overwhelmingly praised by critics, while Prince
saw his sexually-charge record slapped with Parental Advisories and
bemoaned by the likes of Tipper Gore and the Parents Music Resource
Center. (Ironically, MJ's life, increasing oddness and exploits at the
Neverland estate would alienate him from many fans.)
Don't get me wrong, I (and everyone else on
earth) liked Thriller, but I connected with
Purple Rain.
So did fans. Purple Rain spent 24 consecutive
weeks atop the Billboard 200, with several singles in the Top 10. The
film would win the Oscar for Best Original Song Score.
Through the years, when
I watch this musical masterpiece, I
visualize my transformation from a dusty West Texas cowpoke into the
gyrating, confident man in purple, named Prince, who stood for what he
believed in. Here was a man not afraid to use his talents and sexually
make an audience feel. Yet, if you believe the film's plot, underneath
it all is a struggling kid desperately trying to make it as an artist.
You don't have to agree with him, but it's hard to ignore him.
What makes this film so much more than a concert
film is that it touches on many themes, most about relationships. We see
this in how he gets along with his fellow Revolution band mates,
particularly Lisa and Wendy. We see the growing between the Kid and his
brooding father, a failed songwriter and abusive husband. The Kid's own
relationship is Appolonia starts out cutesy at first, but soon gets
emotionally real when his jealousy and insecurities threaten everything
they have. Who know Prince could act? Here, he pulls it off.
Then there is the concert footage... did I
mention that is some of the best ever filmed? We know that it is not
really live, but is sure feels that way, which is a testament to
the filmmakers. If you take out all the character-building scenes, the
concert segments would STILL make this a classic. It is that powerful.
So just stop fighting it. Admit that you love
this film about a very talented musician. Admit it's better than
Thriller.
Be purple. Like me.
ཤི་གཞག།
(Shix)
On to No. 100... A Yuletide Anecdote
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