Last month we had a spectacular cinema party at the Troxy, screening Madonna’s film debut Desperately Seeking Susan with our friends Time Out Live and MGM HD. Pictures are here if you fancy a peek.
Not only was there that little old thing, but we ran an amazing competition running up to the event where you could win super ace prizes including a Sky subscription, a Time Out Live golden ticket to amazing events and a GP guestlist for a year. All you had to do was tell us your Guilty Pleasures film of choice. Yes it was THAT easy and THAT amazing.
So as you know, we’re having a party next week. Not just any old party with some people you didn’t really want to see, a plate of soggy sausage rolls and some pound shop balloons. HELL NO. More a cinematic spectacular full of glitz, glamma, razzle-dazzle and MADONNA on Saturday 25th August at London’s glorious Troxy!
It’s the very first cinema party from GP and we are rolling out the red carpet to salute the star of the party: Desperately Seeking Susan.
The film takes centre stage as performers, djs, dancers and more take the stage in turn to dazzle, wow and excite you until you simply cannot take it any more and unleash yourself on the dancefloor and disco dance yourself daft until morning.
So what to expect? Well for those that haven’t seen the film, you’re in for a treat. It’s Madonna’s debut on the silver screen and she doesn’t disappoint. She doesn’t exactly act either, but we don’t expect that. We want her to be sassy, wear brilliant outfits, be a bit cocky, dance a bit and just be MADONNA please.
That’s good. Keep doing that.
Besides, there’s a stand out support cast of acting excellence around her. None more so than from her co-support, Rosanna Arquette as Roberta. She goes from comfortable-but bored surburban housewife married to Gary Glass, a hot tub salesman.
Roberta and Gary in happier times.
Then after an obsession with the personal ads featuring a romance between Madonna’s Susan and her boyfriend, she goes to track down Susan in New York, but after spying her going into a shop to buy some boots, she winds up with Susan’s jacket, getting a knock on the head and then winds up thinking she is Susan.
Don’t look at the boots Roberta! That way lies head-knack and amnesia!
Oh too late. But we must say you do look better.
From then on a great big mess of jewel theifery, attempted murder, mega confusion, amateur detective play, terrible stints at being a magician’s assistant and DANCING. Just a regular Saturday night then.
So how will we be bringing this to life? In an all out multi sensory extravganza! We have food! We have drinks! We have visual delight! We have dressing up! We have it ALL!
We’ve got much tastier food on offer so you don’t need to just eat Cheez Doodles. Although they are nice
Before the film, you will be invited to take your seats (email firstname.lastname@example.org to find out how to reserve a table for your group) for the pre show warm up. A bit like the Superbowl show you get in America. Like Madonna did this year. Oh WHAT a coincidence!
Said pre-film show will be a somewhat uproarious, but ultimately AMAZING show featuring some of London’s premier cabaret stars dressed as multi Madonna’s, in a catwalking, musical celebration Madonna OFF where the winning Madonna will be crowned the Queen of Madonna’s for the night. But which one will take the top prize?
Will it be Like a Virgin Madonna?
Pointy-knockered Blonde Ambition Madonna?
Gothic, spiritual Madonna?
Leotard-clad, flicky hair disco Madonna?
Or raunchy, sauce-pot Madonna?
We’ll find out on the night. But one thing’s for sure, it won’t be this one:
Boring U rated Madonna
You can dress yourself up in (my love) the 80s dressing up trash box and get that New York 1985 vibe by wearing all your clothes at once as long as they’re made of lace, net, or are stretchy, puffy, flouncy and your hair is backcombed and dried-out from over dye.
If it’s all getting too much and you need to turn to God – not unlike the good lady herself – then fear not for Father Oates will be on hand to take your confession, send you back on the road to spiritual salvation via his wise words and penance of Holy Vodka. Just don’t try and mount him a la Madge. He is a man of the cloth and should not be lead into temptation!
No humping in the booth! Jesus is watching!
Then watch the Troxy transform into Danceteria as djs Sean Rowley and Anna Greenwood play out the party in a mega discotheque of brilliance of all your favourite GP hits with an NYC 80s vibe.
So much so that on Saturday 25th August Guilty Pleasures is bringing its biggest, most ambitious and ridiculously exciting party EVER for the Guilty Pleasures Cinema Party at London’s decadent Troxy Cinema!
The party will be everything you expect from GP – razzle-dazzle djs, dancers, performers, hedonistic pop splendor and a truckload of FUN – but with the dazzling magic of the movies with a screening of Madonna’s debut acting role in the 80′s classic DESPERATELY SEEKING SUSAN.
Starring Patricia Arquette as a bored housewife obsessed with the personal ads (a Guilty Pleasure perhaps…?) her life takes a bonkers twist when she buys Madonna’s character Susan’s old jacket, suffers a nasty bump on the head and forgets who she is. We’ve all been there. From there on, she tries to piece together her life, all the time accidentally pretending to be Susan. Something some of us also may have done.
That damn jacket!
The tale takes twists and turns and presents us with a glorious fashion show in every scene and the sheer excellence Madonna. Yeah, she’s no Judy Dench, but she can’t half rock a quilted bootie and a lace shirt.
After the film we get to dance the night away in the NYC discotheque to the GP cast of entertaining stars, marvel (and possibly scream) at the Many Madonnas bad look-a-likes, rummage and dress you up in the “Face it: she’s Madonna” dressing up boxes, knock back hard liquor at the bars, be amazed by the magic show and generally hang out in a Battery Park hipster style circa 1985. Or now if you live in Hackney!
Sounds good doesn’t it? No, it sounds AMAZING.
An all-out Madonna FEST where we’ll be diving in to the crazily fantastic, multi-colourful, disco-popping world of the musical icon who without, the world would be a dreadfully dull and exceptionally less brilliant place.
So join us on the red carpet as we make cinematic history this August!
It’s the age old question: which pop stars are pirates and which ones are sailors? One at last we can shine some light upon, as we have had a look at the musical recruits and by a complex series of tests have decided which camps they sit in. The results of which we can present to you in this here blog.
The first piratey pop star you think of. He’s dangerous, he’s untamable , he was probably a right good laugh to get drunk with, he liked weird sex games: all key pirate qualities. PLUS the added bonus of having all his own teeth!
The other member of INXS might have thought they were PBA (Pirate By Association) thanks to Michael’s charisma, but judging by their selection of spectacles, sensible haircuts and unwise wardrobe choices, they’re just not cut out for this swashbuckling game. Soz lads.
Tries to be a sailor here, all clean and gleaming with her red lipstick,calf length skirts, cheeky winks etc but we know she’s running away from her murky past where did stuff like this so frankly she’s a filthpot and the navy would chuck her overboard in a flash.
We know you’re a mother now, more wholesome, nurturing and all different Christina, but you were flashing your knickers and dry humping fellow dancers so it’s not like we are completely without grounds. Mind you where there’s muck there’s brass so praps it’s not all bad…
Sailor. Even when now deceased pop pirate Michael Hutchence, changed her into SexKylie™, we bet she still washed properly and wouldn’t let him put *it* up *there*. And that’s no bad thing. She’s a good girl. And in tenuous link terms, she had a whole SHIP for her set on the On A Night Like This tour, so she’s definitely nailing her colours to the mast.
We just can’t find any footage of it on the internet. But here’s a picture of her as a jazzy sailor in sequined bell bottoms so that’s all the proof we think you need frankly.
Unquestionably a pirate. She’s a musical chameleon. She changes her look constantly. She has her own rules. She’d never last five minutes in the military. She’d be bunking off from drills, smoking fags and staying up all night with the local hell’s angels and getting dropped back at base camp on the back of their Harley.
She even looks like a pirate here – string vests, buckled boots and belts AND hair that’s not seen shampoo for days.
Wants to be a pirate somewhat desperately, but despite the crow’s nest on his head and crabs running amok in his pants (allegedly – GP Editor), we all know he wouldn’t stand a chance next to Captain Birdseye let alone Blackbeard.
We certainly hope he’s currently taking Michael Madsen’s wise advice on Celebrity Big Brother and is taking time to “work on his music”. YEAH, THANKS FOR THAT MICHAEL. BIG HELP.
American Footballers feature heavily and help her walk sideways on a wall.
She is strutting around in a leotard looking amazing much to the Daily Mail’s horror.
Her hair is fantastic.
But what is the most brilliant thing of all is that she’s not done something “outrageous” to try and outdo our current flock of young, female pop stars who have been touted as knocking Madonna from the Queen of Pop throne. She’s not reacted in the way we may have suspected she could have done after a slightly curt appearance on the Graham Norton show.
She’s just done something really fun. And most importantly, really good.
It’s not try hard, it’s not aggressive, there’s no crotch-grabbing, crucifix-humping shock antics. She’s played it brilliantly well. She’s just being an excellent pop star. But of course she would. We shouldn’t expect anything less.