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Stellar cast can't rescue 'Nine'

TITLE-WISE, the musical "Nine" registers half a digit higher than "8 1/2," the Federico Fellini masterpiece that inspired the stage show that was the source for this new movie version.

On a scale of 1 to 10, though, "Nine" comes in somewhere around 5, maybe 5 1/2.

Yeah, comparing the two is unfair, but "Nine" is the same story at its core.

And despite stars with enough Academy Awards hardware to start their own metal works, Rob Marshall's musical ends up as an amiable but muddled music-video rehash of Fellini's study of a film maker adrift in personal and creative turmoil.

Maybe the lofty cast °?- Oscar winners Daniel Day-Lewis, Nicole Kidman, Penelope Cruz and Judi Dench among them - raises expectations too high.

Certainly Marshall's revival of the movie musical on the sly and spirited "Chicago," a best-picture Oscar winner, also jacks up anticipation for "Nine."

Though the musical numbers are grandly staged and delivered with earnest, the songs are not all that memorable - including three new ones written expressly for the film version.

The crises of a film maker - pampered and fawned over by everyone he encounters, with a beautiful wife, and a knockout mistress - comes off as trifling.

It's hard to care about this guy's little bout of writer's block when he's got it all and then some in his personal and professional lives.

Day-Lewis stars as Guido Contini, a 1960s Italian film maker besieged by paparazzi and hangers-on as he prepares to start his latest movie - even though he hasn't a clue what it's going to be about.

Guido's mired in a creative funk, and we follow him through vibrant musical fantasies as he tries to work through his problems with help from the women in his life, past and present.

They include his departed mom (Sophia Loren), his mistress (Cruz), a lusty fashion reporter (Kate Hudson), his costume designer (Dench), his screen muse (Kidman) and his wife (Marion Cotillard).

The women are stunning - Kidman a golden-goddess cousin to Anita Ekberg in Fellini's "La Dolce Vita," Loren a grand dame of class and dignity, Cruz sizzling as she gyrates through her bump-and-grind number in smoking hot lingerie.

From "Moulin Rouge," we all knew Kidman could belt out a tune, and there was no doubt about the pipes of Fergie, the Black Eyed Peas singer who co-stars as a sexual symbol from Guido's boyhood.

She certainly captures old-school Italian sensuality that would have been at home in an early Fellini flick.

Calculated to be show-stoppers, the songs often end up as quaint throwbacks.

Hudson looks great in her go-go get-up but looks as though she's stuck in a musical interlude on "Rowan & Martin's Laugh-In," where her mother, Goldie Hawn, got her start.

The musical interludes are overly stagy and not well integrated into the story.

As the weary wife of unfaithful Guido, Cotillard gets two songs, appropriate since her character is the heart of the story and the actress herself is the best thing about the film.

Cotillard's performance proves more powerful than all the extravagance that Marshall and his production team can throw up on the screen.


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