King Creole isn’t your standard Elvis flick. Sure, there are girls and baddies and bad one-liners – and, of course, a soundtrack’s worth of songs – but the whole thing is a few notches darker than, say, Blue Hawaii. 23 year-old Presley seethes convincingly as Danny Fisher, a high school flunk-out caught up in the crime and intrigue of 1950s New Orleans. The interspersing of death and despair with some truly goofy moments can be jarring, but the music – mostly a mixture of big-band NOLA jazz and early rock’n’roll – and the black-and-white French Quarter footage alone were enough to keep me happy throughout.
by Eva Holland | Source: Paramount DVD
18 Jan 2010 4:11 PM | Submit Comment
