Review: Behind the Candelabra
Camp as a row of tentsIt may be a TV movie, but this HBO production deserves to be seen on the big screen. Steven Soderbergh delivers a scintillating drama in his supposed final directorial effort (for this week at least...) Reminiscent of Oscar Wilde's turbulent relationship with young Bosie, this so-over-the-top-it-must-be-true tale centres on a warts 'n' wigs 'n' all portrayal of extravagant pianist Liberace by Michael Douglas, who hasn't been this riveting since 'Wonder Boys' way back in 2000. Matt Damon is subtle and solid as Scott Thorson; Rob Lowe's a scream as plastic surgeon Jack Startz; and you may not even recognise Scott Bakula as Bob Black or Dan Aykrord, as Liberace's ruthless and huge spectacled agent, Seymour Heller.
For some, it'll seem like camp soap opera or a trashy TV biopic blown up by a bigger budget and star power - but that's the point. Simply put? It's fabulous darling - in every sense.