Final Day! Thursday, April 26

THE GANG’S ALL HERE

  • 1:00
  • 3:10
  • 5:20
  • 7:30
  • 9:40

$7 Member   $12.50 Regular

DIRECTED BY BUSBY BERKELEY • STARRING CARMEN MIRANDA • NEW 35mm RESTORATION!

 

*****! 5 STARS!
[highest rating]
"SENSES BOGGLING! Time and again, you can’t believe what you’re witnessing: Berkeley’s camera swoops and soars at seemingly impossible trajectories through crowds of extras; Miranda models an expansive fruit headdress... But nothing can prepare you for the literally kaleidoscopic finale, which includes a gaggle of synchronized showgirls and contains eye-searing imagery that anticipates everything from The 5,000 Fingers of Dr. T to Tron."

– Keith Uhlich, Time Out New York

“INFINITELY DELIGHTFUL, EFFORTLESSLY INVENTIVE! IT IS SOMETHING TO BEHOLD!”
– Dave Kehr, The New York Times

THE GANG’S ALL HERE

(1943) “Some sort of apotheosis in vulgarity” (Time Out, London), as “lady in the tutti-frutti hat” Carmen Miranda, wearing history’s most enormous fruit basket, sashays between a line of 60 (sixty — count ‘em) chorines wielding humungous bananas; Alice Faye warbles “A Journey to a Star;” Benny Goodman swings... and sings (!); Charlotte Greenwood attempts to kick the moon; and Eugene Palette lends his croaky baritone for the star-studded finale. Plot? Who cares! As masterminded by outré visionary Berkeley, perhaps the most outrageously Technicolored Technicolor movie ever made — no drugs needed — seen here in this all-new restoration. Buy your war bonds at this theater! Approximately 103 minutes.

 

A CRITERION PICTURES RELEASE OF A TWENTIETH CENTURY FOX FILM

REVIEWS

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"BERKELEY'S MOST VISUALLY ERUPTIVE MUSICAL! Berkeley's signature scans of serried ranks — whether of chorus girls on a beach or of Benny Goodman's suited-up swingers — have a free, vertiginous swoop reminiscent of slow-motion aeronautics. At the moment that bebop and Abstract Expressionism were coming to the fore in New York, these Hollywood hysterics reflected, in gaudy kaleidoscopic paroxysms, the conjoined chaos of sex and death that defied direct representation in any art form."
– Richard Brody, The New Yorker

"UTTERLY DERANGED! A kaleidoscope of garish costumes, eye-popping color, psychedelic musical numbers, and some I-can't-believe-the-censors-let-them-get-away-with-that choreography."
– New York magazine

"NOTHING LESS THAN BERKELEY'S LOLA MONTES! THE ULTIMATE EXPRESSION OF A VERY GRACEFUL TALENT AT WORK!"
– Andrew Sarris

“Berkeley’s own special brand of kaleidoscopic fantasy, turned into psychedelic surrealism by the electric red and greens of 20th Century-Fox’s color processing. Those who consider Berkeley a master consider this his masterpiece. It is his maddest film: chorus girls dissolve into artichokes; there’s a banana xylophone; and Carmen Miranda appears in platform wedgies on an avenue of giant strawberries.”
– Pauline Kael

“Mainly made up of Busby Berkeley’s paroxysmic production numbers, which amuse me a good deal. There is one routine with giant papier-maché bananas, cutting to thighs, then feet, then rows of toes, which deserves to survive in every case-book of blatant film surreptition for the next century.”
– James Agee (1943)

“For Berkeley, one of the oddest and most original talents to work in Hollywood, every movie is about the creation of a universe — his own... A free-floating dream world, where space can expand and contract at will; human figures arrange themselves into complex geometric patterns; and a constantly moving camera finds ever more bizarre and vertiginous angles on the action... He defied the audience to suspend disbelief and enter into a dream world of his own mad devising.”
– Dave Kehr, The New York Times

"A TECHNICOLOR FREAK-OUT! Gang is the apotheosis of fruitiness: Miranda's Dorita singing and samba-ing to ‘The Lady in the Tutti Frutti Hat,’ a chorus of curvy beauties performing a near obscene synchronized number with giant bananas, prissy perennial second banana Edward Everett Horton cutting loose with Carmen. All the players in this overstuffed extravaganza, including a crooning Benny Goodman and an impossibly leggy Charlotte Greenwood as a jiving Westchester matron, give jaw-dropping turns as, in the words of one character, ‘tenderized ham.’ But it's Miranda's show, whether she's embellishing American slang (‘You are here to kick up some more heels, huh?’) or popping out from a cornucopia of leafy produce for her first song and dance.”
– Melissa Anderson, Village Voice

“Busby Berkeley's most audacious film—an exploration of the possibilities of movement and color that moves into the realm of pure abstraction. The sexual symbolism is at its most blatant (what can you say about a film that features 60 girls waving gigantic bananas?), and Berkeley's tendency to disembody reaches its apotheosis when the heads of all the principals float about on a field of amber and gold.”
– Don Druker, Chicago Reader

“Like a male hairdresser’s acid trip.” 
– The Movie Guide