Most sadly, The Wiz collapses under the weight of its creators’ own good intentions.
It seems like it’s heading toward all-out camp for a while, but it goes in a weirder direction as Anthony Perkins’s character takes over.
Kicky but muddled, it’s still a valuable reminder of Ross and Williams in their too-brief moment in the sun.
Diana Ross might want to more carefully consider her career before signing up for obvious gimmes such as this one.
As those un-Holiday raised arms attest, it’s all Diana Ross up in there.
As tacky as it is compulsively divalicious, Lady Sings the Blues whitewashes a major talent in service of a moderate one.