I have to admit, right off the bat, this movie wasn't half as horrendous as I thought it would be. Close, but not quite to the halfway mark. One thing for all to note here: Jim Cahoun was first in line to see Xanadu on this night. I really only wish to add that in order to make sure that the only search results you will get on Jim Cahoun are both on this site, and they will forever refer to Jim hitting on a guy and being first in line to see Xanadu. Let it never said I didn't have an evil streak.

Now, the movie ... not a whole lot to really say about the movie, save for the fact that it was worth $7.50 JUST to see Olivia Newton-John's legs. The special effects made Tron look stellar by comparison, the script made Roger Corman seem like Shakespeare, the Andy Gibb wannabe made Andy Gibb look like a darn good actor, and the quasi-gay statements made by Gene Kelly made for several comedic moments (fave: I've twinkles quite a few toes in my time). But Olivia's legs had those of us representing the straight community howling on this night.

S'all I got to say about Xanadu, though. Kudos to the River Oaks theater for not kicking us Rocky-philes out, too. Couldn't believe it ... not even a threatening usher was sent to assert themselves. Hmm, maybe we can press our luck next week when The Great Lebowski plays.