I rented 8 Women (called 8 femmes, in French) last night. There was nothing particulary special about this flick, other than that the entire cast was female. Well, except for the small role of Marcel, who had no lines and was seen only from the back. It's so rare for a movie to have even one decent role for a female, and this movie had so many. Very refreshing.

The movie was essentially Clue. 8 people trapped in a house with a dead body. Everyone has a motive. Everyone has the means. Everyone has an opporunity. Very cliche.

8 Women is also a musical, which, as I genre, I sometimes find hard to palette. I don't mind the music. In fact, I generally enjoy it. What bothers me is that we're supposed to be following the dramatic plot, then not wonder at all about the characters breaking into choreographed dance and song numbers. I don't know about your town, but other than the Castro and maybe a few other places around the world, this is not a regular occurance. I find I can't suspend my disbelief.

The reason I rented 8 Women is that I'll watch just about anything with Emmanuelle Beart, the sexiest woman on film (pictured above).