The Greatest Showman
Rating: Soggy.
Trading claws for songs.
Hugh Jackman shines as Barnum.
But that’s all that’s bright.
I saw two movies with my family over Christmastime. The first was “The Greatest Showman,” and the second was “Darkest Hour.” I disliked both, obviously for different reasons. Let’s start with “Showman.”
While “The Greatest Showman” opens with a really energetic ensemble song, it fails to maintain this level of fun throughout the film. Hugh Jackman was good as P.T. Barnum, but honestly he really didn’t do that much. His character was static throughout (as were all the characters), and all the hinting at his real-life exploitative behavior was shoved under the rug. What comes to mind is a specific scene in which Jackman’s character refuses to allow his “freaks” into his high-society after-party, and instead of addressing Barnum’s dickish-ness or at the very least using this as a teaching moment for the kids in the audience, the script jumps into the feel-good “This Is Me” that has his freaks parading through the streets of New York as they take pride in their abnormalities. This number is well-meaning, but it didn’t land for me because of what immediately preceded it.
My initial rating for “Showman” was going to be Microwaved, but then we learned the true nature of P.T. Barnum after doing some Googling. The movie basically took every liberty possible with Barnum’s come-up story, and it turns out that he was a violent racist and even owned slaves. My family immediately regretted buying tickets to see “Showman,” and I’m most disgusted by the fact that so many people will walk out of the theater with the (let’s be real, mediocre at best) songs thrumming in their heads, unaware of the film’s gross whitewashing of history. I was going to say that the movie’s weakest act was a failed attempt at juggling the heavy-handed themes of classism and racism, but it’s not juggling if you don’t even pick up the balls.