Here it is: your chance to revisit one of Hollywood's most historic plane-crash-into-a-volcano-level disasters.
Yes, it's "Showgirls," released in a 15th Anniversary "Sinsational" edition, which allows the film to poke plenty of fun at itself while giving you every deliciously horrid minute of Paul Verhoeven's hate letter to Vegas (and humanity).
Elizabeth Berkley gives what has to be the single worst leading performance in a Hollywood film since...well, as long as I can remember. Actually I'm having trouble thinking of any performance I've ever seen that was worse.
Berkley plays Nomi, who comes to Vegas by way of Reno (which, really, is the only real way of going to Vegas), looking for the American dream-to become rich and famous.
She finds work stripping at a low-rent joint called "Cheetas," but dreams (for some reason) of hitting what poses for the big time in Sin City: dancing in one of the nude revues for the big casinos.
What follows is a mash of nonsensical depravity from the worst collection of characters you'll ever see. There's not a single character in the bunch we can find anything likable about, and especially our bipolar protagonist, who will go from violently rude to a weepy mess to smiling and happy in a matter of moments.
"Showgirls" certainly earns its coveted NC-17 rating with so much nudity it ceases not only being shocking but even interesting, and features the least-erotic sex scenes this side of "Anti-Christ."
The film is virtually a series of sequences of aggressive thrashing and angry looks accompanied by stiff nipples and sexual ambiguity. Berkley writhes around not so much chewing scenery as licking it (literally in one scene).
There are a few devilishly campy performances from actors like Kyle McLachlan, Gina Gershon, and b-movie vet Robert Davi, but we mostly get a baffling array of catfights, backbiting, not-so-veiled hints at lesbian relationships, and of course scenes like that notorious swimming pool sex scene that makes Elaine's "full body dry heave set to music" dance from "Seinfeld" look like ballet.
The Blu-Ray disc offers a DVD version and a host of self-deprecating extras, including a pop-up trivia feature that includes well-placed jabs like "Elizabeth Berkley said she was "proud" of her performance in this film immediately after a sequence where she overacts so horribly that Jim Carrey would tell her to chill out.
We also get a lap-dance tutorial from the girls of "Scores" strip club, a commentary track by David Schmader, and a pole dancing featurette.
Not that any of this is helpful, because after seeing this film you're more likely to run kicking and screaming away from a strip club rather than ever want to go.
Film: 1.5 Yaps Extras: 3.5 Yaps