Directed by Albert Magnoli
Expectations: Moderate.
As much as I love Prince — and let me tell you: I LOVE PRINCE! — I really wasn’t looking forward to re-watching Purple Rain. I saw it “not too long ago,” which to me is about two years ago. I usually wait longer than that, as I’m the type of person to just forge ahead and watch movies I’ve never seen before. Despite this bias, re-watching Purple Rain offered a lot more entertainment than I had expected it would. I knew the live footage was dope, and nothing has changed that. But what I didn’t count on was achieving a new respect for the story that Purple Rain tells.
On the surface, Purple Rain is a vanity project, an extended music video, a way to broaden Prince’s fan base. But what those distinctions don’t explain are the multiple instances of domestic violence and the other complex themes present. These themes show that a simple extended music video was not Prince’s intention at all. The story connecting his songs is challenging and fraught with emotional distress. It’s an incredibly bold move, and a lesser artist couldn’t have pulled it off. Can you imagine if the Justin Bieber movie had the balls to do something like that? Purple Rain is so much more than an extended music video, it’s also an experimental musical drama that achieves everything it sets out to. In today’s day where the studios are more worried about offending someone than creating something truly unique, Prince’s Purple Rain stands out as a true piece of art.
But that’s enough high-minded talk, let’s get to the fun stuff! The live footage is incredible. If you’re a Prince fan and you haven’t seen this, you’ve been living under a rock and you need to come out for some air. Purple Rain will caress you with its sweet sounds, its gorgeous colors and its sensual love scene that I’m shocked got by the censors. Seriously, this is one of the steamiest non-nude love scenes I’ve ever seen. It’s intense and it’s all done in a single shot that slowly moves from one side of the room to the other, and then patiently zooms in, tighter and tighter, until the screen fades to white, representative of Prince and Appolonia’s white-hot passion for each other. And let’s not forget about their literal roll in the hay during When Doves Cry! Even though it amounts to just a few seconds of footage, this sensuous moment takes an idea immortalized on hundreds of trashy romance novels to vivid life.
But honestly, I think my favorite aspect of the film is the cinematography. Everything in this movie looks superb, and I have never seen the look of a live performance and its stage lights captured so perfectly and beautifully on-screen. It manages to romanticize the performances, while also capturing them as a documentary would, letting us go back in time to Prince’s intense and unique performances of 1984. Every song performed by The Revolution is stunning and memorable, whether it’s Let’s Go Crazy over the perfectly edited opening montage, the emotional release of Purple Rain, or his shirtless, glistening version of Computer Blue. You won’t be able to rip your eyes away from the screen.
Viewers willing to give Purple Rain time to grow and reveal itself will find a lot to think about after the film is over. Beyond that, the fiery love scenes, the intensely gorgeous live footage, and the distinct ’80s vibe should be enough to make this a worthwhile watch for most people. You just can’t go in expecting it to be pure fun like I did my first time through. I had a rude awakening, but I’m glad to have watched it again and seen it with fresh eyes.
And if you’re feeling like comparing my writing style from two years ago to what it is now, here’s the brief review I wrote for the film when I first saw it.