Last night I ventured into Central Cinema, not knowing what was to await me. When David Schmader, from The Stranger and the “the foremost authority” on the classically awful, yet surprisingly delightful (sans UGH! rape scene at the end) film SHOWGIRLS, pitched the idea of doing a screening of SHOWGIRLS 2 at Central Cinema, it seemed like a match made in heaven. Boobs, booze and a room full of people having the same experience would make SHOWGIRLS 2 a happening.

Last night that “happening” happened. I decided to watch the film cold, which is a major gamble in the world of repertory theater. But when it comes to SHOWGIRLS and David Schmader, it is always worth the roll of the dice. I stayed away from the trailer, so not to give anything away. All I knew was that Rena Riffel is a sweet potato, David Schmader was deep in the trenches of working on his commentary for Continue reading