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Thursday, 24 April 2025

Bedazzled

My first thought, perhaps bashfully, is of the image of Liz Hurley as the naughty devil in the largely panned, but playful 2000 film Bedazzled, alongside Brendan Fraser as yet another man who tried to sell his soul for love.

On the surface it’s a fun rom com and perhaps a vehicle to relaunch Liz Hurley’s film career after success as Vanessa Kensington in the first two Austin Power films '97 and '99 respectively. However, the millennium bug must have affected her success rate, so I will give a gold star for any film you can name, where Liz Hurley has a role after 2000. Apparently, there are twenty-two.


You may already know that Bedazzled (2000) was a remake of the all round better 1967 movie of the same name, staring Peter Cook as the devil, ably supported by Dudley Moore and Raquel Welch. The original film had a more telling ending when the protagonist, Dudley Moore rejects the Devils offer at the end, to find his own way.

The source of this story told in so many ways, so many times, goes back long way. The legend is believed to have been created 100 years after the death of Johann Georg Faust in 1541, a German alchemist, astrologer and magician. Nowadays this would make him very popular as an influencer on a multitude of social media platforms, but back then dark magic was perceived as heretical, in league with the devil.

The legend of Faust went from German to English, notably penned by Christopher Marlowe, who in turn returned the story to Germany in a play from, reducing Faust to a comedic fool. The story goes that Faust exchanged twenty-four years of pleasure and adventure for his soul. From Rome to Constantinople, he tours the world with his companions until the devil in the claims his prize and leaves Faust bloody and eyeless on his courtyard floor.

In 1926 a black and white silent movie depicts Faust against Mephistopheles who has taken a bet with an archangel that he can corrupt a good man's soul. The movie addresses desire, addiction, decadence and temptation. Does it achieve redemption? Well, no plot spoilers in this section. Like me, you will need to watch it to find out who triumphs.


Faust reappears on the big screen, this time in colour and with words, to tell the tale of an aging Faust seduced by a beauty, bedazzled if you like, and tempted to make a deal with the devil for eternal youth to pursue love at any cost… what ever the outcome, Mephistopheles gets all the best lines and steals all the scenes.

1967 sees the birth of new approach to the story, Bedazzled, this time the devil grants the hapless Dudley Moore seven wishes, but as with any trickster the die was loaded from the start. The lesson, we all know but so often ignore is that there are no short cuts without risk, and clarity in communication, including well placed punctuation can literally be the difference between life and death. Despite Raquel Welch being on the cover and probably being the inspiration for Liz she only makes a brief appearance in the film, as ‘Lust’.


Faust returned in 1994 and 2011, battling with angels and demons to engage in forbidden fruits, selling souls for unrealistic goals that ultimately cause pain and tragedy.

But it is to 2000 we return, where this blog started, with the temptation of seven wishes to achieve life’s goals, without all the effort, hard work, blood sweat and tears, which is ultimately what gives any reward the true satisfaction one deserves.

This well told and loved story in all its variations, of greed, a ‘quick fix’ and redemption have resonated in many cultures throughout time and still rears its ugly (beautiful) head today. I am sure the reader will recognise these traits in some of the infamous protagonists of life in our daily news feeds. Sadly, it seems, to weirdly quote a line from Chris de Burgh’s 1975 hit ‘Spanish Train’ about the devil cheating god at cards:
‘And far away in some recess The Lord and the Devil are now playing chess The Devil still cheats and wins more souls And as for the Lord, well, he's just doing his best’.

Human beings’ eternal gamble with life will continue into an unforeseeable future.

Blinded

Beware the light that shines so bright
It might not make it through the night
Just like the road that’s paved with gold
What does the contract truly hold
If it’s to good to be actually true
Then it’s time to make your plans anew
For temptation waits at every turn
Be prepared to suffer and feel the burn.

Thanks for reading, Ian.

Friday, 22 March 2024

The Greatest Dancer

On the 7th of March, Filthy Underneath, the fourth album by Nadine Shah from South Tyneside reached number 25 in charts. The third single off the album, The Greatest Dancer was released in January 2024. I heard her interviewed on the radio a few weeks ago and she talked about the inspiration for this particular whimsical, yet anthemic indie hit.

Like many artists over the last few years the pandemic and the ensuing lockdown had a dramatic effect on their careers, moods, and approaches to their chosen art form. It was a time for reflection, introspection and looking at life through a different lens. With outdoor activities limited the television became a source of desperation, salvation, and inspiration.

The Greatest Dancer was inspired by the long running Winter warmer ‘Strictly come Dancing’ which has been on our screens for an incredible twenty years with 366 episodes to date and the appetite for the charm, glamour, and glitz, that this infectious programme provides does not show any sign of diminishing.

Nadine Shah
For such an acclaimed and relevant singer such as Nadine Shah to imply the show features in her work is a glowing testament to its wide appeal. The programme has had to say goodbye to a number of family favourites, none less than Bruce Forsyth and Len Goodman. To add to the poignancy of this song it is also a tribute to the memory of the singer’s mother, whom she had watched the show with over many years, but sadly passed away in August 2020.

Nadine herself went into a spiral of depression during lockdown suffering from PTSD and addiction, eventually she tried to commit suicide in Easter 2022. Recovering for two months in rehab she is once again sharing her life through her music. Living naked through her music.

I hadn’t realised when I started writing this, about a very specific song and singer that so many directions of travel would open up. There is a whole history of lyrics penned by artists after personal tragedy, music about dancing and words exploring the trauma of living through a pandemic.

In the end I decide to stay true to the title, who is the greatest dancer? Now, I’m not going to tell you, each reader will have a different view on this, I am however gong to tease you with a few variations in the extreme. Perhaps you are a purist, ballet, the true and beautiful form of art, the world of Rudolf Nureyev and Anna Pavlova. Or the golden age of cinema starlit by Fred Astaire and Ginger Rogers.

If disco fever is more your thang, then the garish delights of Saturdays nights blazing the trails for wannabees John Travolta’s disgracing dancefloors everywhere. The outrageous Madonna pushing the boundaries of decency, unforgettable. The green shades of Irish dreams led us through the river with Michael Flatley, nothing lost in translation.

Or the slick moonwalking excess of Michael Jackson, spawning look-a-likes the world over. Iconic movies Footloose, Fame but most of all Johnny Castle (below) and ‘nobody puts baby in the corner’ copied from then until eternity.

Dirty Dancing
Whichever floats you boat or makes you cringe they all bring memories flooding back. I don’t really know what Nadine Shah was imagining when she wrote this song, but perhaps the looseness and ethereal nature of the music and lines allows anyone of us to interpret it the way we choose, as any good piece of art should, and remember what was special for us about our greatest dancer.

To hold you in my arms is to hide the world away.
All my dreams and desires combined in one special place.
Through starlight and magic realms, we sway effortlessly,
A spectacle to which even the planets take a bow,
Gliding and swooning, hypnotic rhythms beat,
Entwined as one for the briefest moment until,
I too step back in awe, of ‘The Greatest Dancer.’

Thanks for reading, Ian.