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john-cardoza · 4 months
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me: *explaining the plot of moulin rouge* roommate: wait, your guy is from OHIO?
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Moulin Rouge: The Musical but it’s just Christian being a dumbass for six bisexual minutes
anyways enjoy the greatest video I’ve ever made because whoever runs mr’s social media keeps taking this video off youtube cause they can’t handle the truth
(I don’t even mind you reposting just give me credit 🥰)
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toofunktastic · 2 months
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Arianna Rosario as Satine - Moulin Rouge! the Musical First US National tour
Video by @medium-observation
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altarwaiting · 1 year
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musical theatre challenge: 2/2 sets | moulin rouge! [in/sp]
All of us working on the stage show were very influenced by the movie. The story, the style, the look all found their inspiration there. My job as designer was to capture its energy, as well as tell the story that John Logan wrote in his script. I’ve tried to pay homage to a few favorite visuals from the movie, and at the same time, make this production feel surprising and new. - Derek McLane, set designer
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do-you-have-a-flag · 6 months
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i love the genre of musical that is just, ensemble roaming the theatre before the show being horny in a musical theatre way
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trenchcrows · 3 months
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Honestly I think tntblr needs to watch the moulin rouge (original or jukebox musical) because you can't tell me it isn't a very tntduo musical
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lilpatison · 8 months
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[Moulin Rouge 2001] art dump
(Because this movie lives rent free in my head.)
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broadwaybohemians · 1 year
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New photographs of Aaron Tveit on his first show back at Moulin Rouge.
(Pulled from a tiktok posted by the official moulin rouge tiktok page: https://www.tiktok.com/t/ZTRpmUo6b/)
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enter-drfrog · 8 months
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The way I describe the 3 principle Broadway Christian’s after Chandelier:
Aaron: absolutely unhinged, his Christian is broken and just goes insane after having his heart broken by Satine, he is the definition of crazy eyes
Derek: desperate, after Satine broke his heart he was just desperate to get her back, he is full of passion and everything he does just comes from a deep place of desperation
Casey: snapped, once Satine breaks his heart he’s just gone, there is no longer a single thought behind those empty eyes other than Satine and getting her back, he’s just a blank slate of pure love and pain
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ourownbelovedbohemians · 11 months
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Moulin Rouge The Musical Appreciation Post! <3
Update: if this gets 100 notes I'll make a full lyric video of one of the songs and I'll draw the characters for it (Channel: AniMusicals)
Update 2: It got 72 that's enough go to the listed channel it's on there
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stuckasmain · 10 months
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I used to be incredibly pretentious about Jukebox musicals, until seeing moulin rouge. Really I think it’s the acception to the rule simply because it knows how to properly use the music it’s chosen. It also isn’t always word for word- they mash and mix as well as changing lyrics to better suit characters and situations.
Something I like particularly is how certain genres and artists work for certain characters.
Christian’s main songs come from Elton John. He gets the slower, sweet songs that have a underlying sadness to them. Love songs for the lover. But, he’s not all sweet and sad- he has an edge to him. Angst, jealousy. His other major songs are by The Police- a “edgier” music group, their songs tend to be darker.
The Duke’s main songs come from The Rolling Stones. His introduction to satine is a literal medley of their songs. The flash, the glamor, rock and roll! I’m a big deal and everyone should fucking know it! Them using Sympathy for the devil as his intro is actually everything.
Satine is a interesting case because she has a mix of main songs where it’s hard to draw the line. There’s “the sparkling diamond” and there’s Satine. Most of her songs are women lead numbers , unsure of their love and who had been scorned before. What’s love got to do with it? Love is a battlefield. Diamonds are forever is arguably more satine than her on stage— it’s about the vulnerability of knowing she’s used by men and most don’t genuinely care- how she can see right through all of them etc.
It’s that they properly know how to assign the songs to the characters and aren’t afraid to alter them. It doesn’t feel clunky and it fits! Despite being a historical musical. I have to love them for it
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john-cardoza · 4 months
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JOHN CARDOZA as Christian in MOULIN ROUGE
Help me I'm holding on for dear life.
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justsomerandomfanfic · 2 months
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A Fistful Of Romance - Christian X Female Reader
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Title: A Fistful Of Romance
Christian X Female Reader
Additional Characters: Henri (Mentioned), and Le Chocolat (Mentioned)
Requested By: Anon!
WC: 1,414
Warnings: Reader's basically Satine (no hate to her, I love her), no sickness mentioned, The Duke, harassment, attempted forced kiss, Duke mentioned flirting with Reader, jealous Christian, physical violence (one punch), blood mentioned briefly, nicknames, slight angst, and fluff
The Moulin Rouge was busy, busy, busy; as it was, most of the time. You were one of the performers, the best actually. There wasn’t a whole lot that could be said about your job, but if you wanted to get paid for what you did, you had to work hard. Dancing and singing were hard to do, it was a difficult task to do night after night, with little breaks and sore feet and voices. But, after Christian came to the Moulin Rouge, your days and nights seemed to grow brighter.
He showed you that you could find love, that you were worthy of love, and that he could treat you well, with love, happiness, and respect. It was hard to say no, this offer almost seemed too good to be true, but when he swept you off into his beautiful song, you knew it must be real. He made you feel warm and happy, as though the world around you didn’t matter, as though everything that you needed was right in front of you. You and Christian were the perfect pair.
Everything was perfect…
Except, it wasn't. Nothing was perfect. Nothing was going to be perfect. The world wasn’t all sunshine and rainbows. You wished it was, Christian felt the same too. You both wished that everything could be perfect. Living a different life, somewhere new and beautiful; happy and free.
But with this... This oaf, The Duke. He ruined everything. The Duke ruined every chance of anything being perfect. He ruined everything because he wanted to. Because he could. And the only way that he could was by hurting everyone who got in his way. That, or he tried to.
For you though, he didn't think he was ruining your life at all. In fact, he thought that he could make it better. He offered you hundreds of things; jewels, money, power, but not love. You knew that he could never love you. He was in love with the idea of you, your beauty. Not your talents, brains, or anything else. All he wanted was someone pretty to use and look at. And you were not leaving your Christian for that. So you turned him down. No matter what he offered, no matter how many promises he made, you would always stay faithful to your man. That's just how it was. 
And you thought that he'd give up, but he didn't. He used every chance that he could get to try and flirt with you, win you over. But it was all for nothing. You always ignored the man and walked away when things got too touchy on his part, but for Christian... Well, it was beginning to become too much to bear for him. How dare this man, Duke or not, try and win you over? Even though Christian knew that he had zero chance. How dare he? You and Christian were in love. Love! And nothing was going to break that bond. Not even a spoiled rich brat like The Duke himself. 
But your love was a secret, almost to everybody, except two people, Henri and Le Chocolat. They kept your secrets, but as Christian stood on the sidelines of the stage, watching as The Duke, once more, trying to lure you into his grasp with sparkly dresses and things; he felt his blood boil. With dark, narrowed eyes - his face hardened - as he watched. His hands curled into tight fits at his sides, his breathing becoming deep, his heart hurting. An overwhelming feeling of envy - jealousy - was slowly corrupting his soul.
He watched as you crossed your arms, turning your head away from the man as he tried so desperately to get your attention, while he gave an obnoxious laugh. You rolled your eyes, scoffed, and moved further away, but The Duke followed, taking your hand and pulling you into him. Your eyes widened as he tried to then lean in, his lips pursed in an attempt to steal your kiss... Only to have his hand snatched away by Christian. 
You sighed out a breath, relieved that he came to your aid. But right before you could thank him, your eyes met his dark ones. Those swirls of blue and hints of green stared daggers at The Duke. His face hadn't changed as his grip tightened around The Duke's wrist before he pushed the man away.
"Excuse me!" The Duke exclaimed, blinking rapidly as he staggered back, raising his hands to fix the collar of his suit. "How dare you touch me." He glared at Christian, whose eyes had remained narrow since the man's fingers touched you. 
"How dare you touch her." Christian countered, keeping his voice low yet firm.
The Duke snarled, "How dare you interrupt us! We were having a private conversation."
"Private conversation?" Christian scoffed, taking his chance to take your hand, gently pushing you behind him. "It looked like you were trying to force her to kiss you."
"That is none of your business." The Duke retorted, his teeth grinding together. "I don't know why you seem to care so much." He then huffed, crossing his arms over his chest. "She's only a dancer-"
You gasped, your hands flying to your mouth, your eyes widening as you watched Christian draw back his fist and punch The Duke square in the nose. A large crack was heard as the man's nose broke, causing him to fall backward, clutching his broken nose as the blood gushed profusely. The Duke cried out in pain, cradling his broken nose as he lay there on the ground, looking up at Christian in shock. Everyone stopped their chatter and watched in horror as The Duke struggled to stand. 
Without a word, Christian took your hand and pulled you away, and you followed him, into the depths of the dark backstage. You felt almost out of breath, shocked, you never thought your Christin would punch The Duke. Leaning against the wall, you watched as Christian shut his eyes, trying to calm himself, his hand still holding yours. 
"You punched him. You... I never- I..." You stuttered out, at a loss for words as Christian looked up at you.
"I'm sorry, my love," He spoke softly, mentally tired, "I just... I wasn't thinking..."
Your heart warmed, you took his hand that was holding you with your other one, gently pulling him closer to you, your lips pressing a soft kiss to his sore knuckles. "Christian, my dearest. Thank you for that. Thank you so much." You murmured, leaning up, kissing him gently.
Christian smiled against your lips, leaning into you and wrapping his arms around your waist. "Of course, my darling. Of course. I just... I couldn't just watch as he put his hands on you. And when he spoke about you in such a way..." He paused, shaking his head before continuing, "You're not just a dancer, my love, my stars,"  He continued, his voice soft yet filled with passion, "You're my world. And I'll protect you, with all my heart." 
You sighed softly, your shoulders dropping as you stared up at him, "Oh, Christian... Thank you..." You whispered, resting your forehead against his. "You're my world as well." 
The two of you stayed there for a moment, silent. Then you began giggling quietly, and soon enough Christian joined in; your laughter was infectious. "What are you giggling about, my darling," Christian muttered, and you bit your lip as you tried to calm your laughter.
"His face..." You began, shoulders shaking up and down from your giggles, you pressed a hand to your mouth, "He looked so... Surprised."
Christian's eyes softened and his smile grew, admiring the sight of you in his arms. His hand gently caressed your cheek, his fingers brushing against your soft skin, your eyelashes fluttering against your cheeks. "Yes, I suppose he did." He responded, smiling slightly.
You felt him lean in, his hot breath warming your skin. When he brushed his lips against yours, you felt a shiver run through you, a warmth spread throughout your whole body. You smiled and tilted your head slightly as your lips brushed against his. You kissed softly, lightly, your eyes closed as you enjoyed the feeling of his lips on yours. You loved the sensation of his strong arms wrapped tightly around you. When you finally parted, you rested your head against his chest as he wrapped his arms tighter around you.
And there, in his arms, you were safe.
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toofunktastic · 4 months
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I'm gonna swing from the chandelier
From the chandelier
I'm gonna live like tomorrow doesn't exist
Like it doesn't exist
I'm gonna fly like a bird through the night
Feel my tears as they dry
I'm gonna swing from the chandelier
From the chandelier
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Shitty Satine aesthetic: before i was made to watch this movie i believed with all my heart that this girl’s name was saltine. i guess that would’ve been one indignity too many
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felt-squirrels · 10 months
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I’m going to see one Broadway show in August and these are my option but I can’t choose please help
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