While the songs add to the old fashioned atmosphere, the fact that they weren't written expressly for the film means that they don't
always advance the story; a lot of times it
stops it
dead in its
tracks, especially the elaborate, over-the-top production numbers, which simultaneously celebrate and skewer the genre's surreal conventions.
They'll push
in with gusto, as
always, and then they'll
stop dead in their
tracks, mouths agape, blocking the path of those behind them, as they take
in the sight of our new furniture: bright, light, triangle tables on wheels; neon green chairs; swiveling chair / desk combos on wheels; a table - group with attached whiteboards for brainstorming; and best of all, a cluster of four soft ottoman - style perches surrounding a low, round collaboration table.