Graffiti Bridge

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Graffiti Bridge

Graffitti Bridge is a ghastly film. Too much style. In fact the film is all style and absolutely no substance. The "plot" seems to have been thrown in at the last minute. Ingrid Chavez and her acting is a site to behold. Her lines are read as if she memorized them and has no idea what she is saying. The relationship between Morris Day and Jerome is SOO homo-erotic, and then when they 'accidentally' touch each other in the dark and are repulsed to the point of vomiting is truly a homophobe highpoint....AND YET the songs "A Question Of You" and "Joy In Repetition" are amazing gems lost in the crud. Prince spends the entire film looking like Courtney Cox with a beard. A weird dud.

As vibrant, creative and joyfully tuneful as the soundtrack is, it's almost a violation of the laws of physics that the film itself is so unspeakably awful. Plodding, plotless, static, a terrible, terrible mistake. It's enough to make a man change his name to an unpronouncable symbol! But by all means, get that soundtrack.

Graffiti Bridge is more of Prince's metaphysical bollocks, but the music is better than in Purple Rain, so overall the film is more watchable. Morris Day and Jerome are always a winning screen team (they could have been an African-American Abbott and Costello) and the stunningly beautiful Ingrid Chavez makes her one and only screen appearance as the mystical Aura. Ingrid, you're no worse an actress than half the starlets in Hollywood, what happened to you? Best song is by Mavis Staples, but even Prince turns in some decent stuff and The Time are funky as always.

This is a hideously, embarrassingly bad film. Prince spends much of it sliming about attempting to look enticing, wearing a truly disgusting beard and what looks like some kind of toddler's romper suit which gives him the appearance of just having arrived from a special needs pageant. Finding a spider in your bed would be sexier. As for the story, what story? This was an extended pop video for some shockingly bad music made by someone whose talent seems to have melted away faster than the polar ice caps. The sets looked fake; the spiritual aspect of the babble spouted by the characters was utterly ridiculous and the in-jokes and the feel of vanity on show was suffocating. I watched until the end, yes, but I enjoy car crashes.

"graffiti bridge" follows on from "purple rain" prince's movie debut. It is quite a cult film and will only appeal to a limited audience. Visually it is very pleasant to the eye with more delicate choreography than in "purple rain" and musically its a real treat with a sound embraced in the technology of that era, but still lavished with prince's unique musical style. this movie expands on prince's spiritual ethos and retains a quirky mix of childlike innocence and adult sexuality. This movie is quite visionary for musicians as it offers some insight into the need for spiritual direction in music, as in all art. i enjoyed the movie and if you enjoyed movies such as "purple rain" or "interstella 5555" then i think you would probably enjoy this one.

I am a die-hard fan of Prince and his music, but even I thought this movie was horrible! The plot lacks sunstance, and viewers are left with little comprehension and a lot of guesswork. This movie was weak--at best! I was, and still am--very disappointed.

Billy has left the Glam Slam Club to both The Kid (Prince) and Morris Day. The Kid runs the club day-to-day but Morris wants to take it over. Morris also runs the rival Pandemonium Club and wants to control every club in the area. Glam Slam isn't doing so well and The Kid doesn't seem to care. Aura is a mysterious girl who often writes on a Graffiti Bridge in the park. This is the 'Batman & Robin' of 'Purple Rain'. The original Purple Rain has an indie charm to it and an amazing soundtrack. This sequel is a lot of flashy neon, Morris Day being a crazy villain, and a brooding Prince. The charm is almost all gone. There are a couple of passable songs but otherwise, it's a hopeless endeavor.