More singing than crying.
It took Hollywood 20 years to turn Andrew Lloyd Webber and Tim Rice’s concept album into a film, but, when they did, they got it right.
Director Alan Parker, who also gave us Bugsy Malone and Fame, knew his way around a musical, and gets all the pomp and circumstance of Eva Perón’s sometimes-controversial life up on the screen.
Antonio Banderas smolders, as always, while Jonathan Pryce gives good support, but the film lives and dies on what Madonna does.
For me, at least, she knocks it out of the ballpark, bringing the pathos and the funk.
