
Cabaret
1972 Nominee
100 Words
The lap of debauchery never seemed so seductive as in this slinky flick. Liza deserved every gold piece they could throw her way on Oscar day. Set in Berlin in the 1930s, turn your history textbooks to the section on Fascism.
This film is almost as jarring as an egg mixed with Worcestershire, only instead of red armbands, there are those stupid red hats. Perhaps a cat by the name of the Master of Ceremonies will pull a rabbit from his hat in the final act, but until then America is not currently much prettier than Berlin in the 1930s.

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