Wow, Xanadu really doesn’t make any sense at all, does it? And, from a couple decades later, it isn’t even a little bit like I remembered.

Even more shocking, the addition of gratuitous roller skating scenes really doesn’t enhance a movie in the same way that gratuitous nudity manages. Which, if Olivia Newton-John has spent some of that skating time sans the late-seventies/early-eighties “styles”, I might have enjoyed the twenty-six year old do-over a little easier to stomach.

The pre-historic glowy effects are pretty eye-catching, though. In a bad way.

The most notable thing about the movie is, at least from a graphics-geek standpoint, the main character’s job as an album cover painter. The pre-computer era design world doesn’t look nearly as appetizing as what I do for a living.