Elvis Review: What Luhrmann's Biopic Lacks In Depth It Makes Up For In Style
The movie opens with an older Colonel tom Parker (Tom Hanks wearing a lot of prosthetics) waking up in his hospital bed to clarify himself and his role in the career of Elvis (Butler). Parker managed Elvis for 20 years, but he is upset over the claims that he was "the King's" killer. The narrative then flashes back to 1955: When Elvis' song came on the local radio station, the Colonel, who was working as a carnival barker at the time, was captivated by the young performer's enthusiasm and capacity to enthral the crowd. Before leaving the carnival, he convinces Elvis to join him on tour, giving the musician who has everyone talking his whole attention.
Elvis has all the elements of a classic Baz Luhrmann movie: it features eye-catching artistic flourishes, music and visuals that occasionally mesh to create something captivating and gorgeous, and top-notch costuming, set designs, and production value in general. As Butler bends and thrusts, the director frequently focuses on his eyes, legs, and hips, sending the young women in the throng into fits of hysteria as they grasp for him. Luhrmann is more interested in the concept of the singer and his influence on the world and music than he is with Elvis the individual. Elvis is quickly presented as a victim of business and the music industry due to the way the story is told, with the sleazy, abhorrent tom Parker serving as the narrator.